770    S.M.     Isaac Watts
Joy in the Prospect of Heaven. Ps. 48. 14

1 The God that rules on high,
  And thunders when he please;
  That rides upon the stormy sky,
  And manages the seas;

2 This awful God is ours,
  Our Father and our love;
  He shall send down his heavenly powers,
  To carry us above.

3 There shall we see his face,
  And never, never sin;
  There, from the rivers of his grace,
  Drink endless pleasures in.