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His Presence Collapsed the Age Old Orbits Lyrics

Hosts of Lord - A Chamber Above Cosmic Waters
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A Chamber Above Cosmic Waters

(2021)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
LabelsFólkvangr Records, Christian Metal Underground Records
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3. His Presence Collapsed the Age Old Orbits (4:08)
O Lord, I have heard your renown
And am in awe, O Lord, of your work
In the course of years revive it
In the course of years make yourself known
In your wrath remember compassion!
God came from Teman
The Holy One from Mount Paran
His glory covered the heavens
And his praise filled the earth
His splendor spread like the light
He raised his horns high
He rejoiced on the day of his strength
Before him went pestilence
And plague followed in his steps

He stood and shook the earth
He looked and made the nations tremble
Ancient mountains were shattered
The age-old hills bowed low
Age-old orbits collapsed
The tents of Cushan trembled
The pavilions of the land of Midian
Was your anger against the rivers, O Lord?
Your wrath against the rivers
Your rage against the sea
That you mounted your steeds
Your victorious chariot?

You readied your bow
You filled your bowstring with arrows
You split the earth with rivers
At the sight of you the mountains writhed

The clouds poured down water
The deep roared loudly
The sun forgot to rise
The moon left its lofty station
At the light of your flying arrows
At the gleam of your flashing spear
In wrath you marched on the earth
In fury you trampled the nations
You came forth to save your people
To save your anointed one
You crushed the back of the wicked
You laid him bare, bottom to neck
You pierced his head with your shafts
His princes you scattered with your stormwind
As food for the poor in unknown places
You trampled the sea with your horses
Amid the churning of the deep waters

I hear, and my body trembles
At the sound, my lips quiver
Decay invades my bones
My legs tremble beneath me
I await the day of distress
That will come upon the people who attack us
For though the fig tree does not blossom
And no fruit appears on the vine
Though the yield of the olive fails
And the terraces produce no nourishment
Though the flocks disappear from the fold
And there is no herd in the stalls

Yet I will rejoice in the Lord
And exult in my saving God

God, my Lord, is my strength!
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