Godfrey Birtill Dread God
Dread God
I stretched out my right hand
But no-one paid attention
I offered all my counsel
But no-one wants correction
I will laugh at the calamity
I will mock when the dread comes
Dread like a storm
Calamity like a whirlwind......
Dread God! dread the terrible day
Dread God! dread the terrible day
Do wicked workers not know?
Who eat people up like bread
And don't call upon the Lord
There they are great in dread....
They'll eat the fruit of their own ways
And be satisfied with their own devices
The waywardness of the shallow....
Shall kill them!
The small and the great
Will all be brought low
I cannot ignore...
Your sins anymore...(rpt)
Enter the rock...
Hide in the caves
From the terrible day
From the dread of the Lord...(rpt)