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In days of old, when Hezekiah reigned,
Sennacherib, Assyria's mighty king,
Laid siege to Judah's cities, one by one,
His armies vast, their victory seemed sure.
With chariots countless, I have scaled the heights,
Lebanon's cedars fall before my might.
Strange waters I have drunk, and with my feet,
I'll dry the rivers of besieged Egypt's land.
We are the scourge of nations, fear our name!
All kingdoms fall, all cities burn in flame!
No god can stand against our mighty host,
Of Jerusalem, we'll soon make empty boast!
But Hezekiah, Judah's faithful king,
Before the Holy One his heart did bring.
In sackcloth clad, he sought the prophet's word,
And in the temple, his petition heard.
O Lord of Hosts, enthroned above the cherubim,
Hear my cry, see the plight we're in!
This heathen king Your holy name defies,
Save us, O God, let all see You arise!
In our distress, we turn to You alone,
O God of Jacob, from Your heavenly throne,
Deliver us from proud Assyria's hand,
That all may know You rule o'er every land!
Thus says the Lord, the Holy One of Israel,
Concerning this Assyrian king's quarrel:
Who have you mocked, blasphemer of My name?
Against the Holy One, you stake your claim?
I know your sitting down, your going out,
Your coming in, and all your arrogant shout.
Because your rage against Me knows no bound,
My hook in your nose shall turn you around.
By the way that you came, you shall return,
This city stands, your threats I overturn!
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of Hosts!
His power endures, of this we make our boast!
The pride of man before Him turns to dust,
In God alone let all the nations trust!
That very night, the Lord His judgment brought,
Against the foe that His great name had mocked.
Through silent camp, death's shadow swiftly flies,
By morning light, see how Assyria dies!
One hundred eighty-five thousand lay slain,
God's mighty arm has triumphed once again!
Praise to the God who saves with mighty hand!
His promise stands, He guards this chosen land!
For David's sake, and for His own great name,
The Lord has put our enemies to shame!
He who defended Zion in that hour,
Still guards His church with wall of fiery power.
Soon He will come, with angels at His side,
To judge the earth, let all in Him abide!
Blessed be the Lord, our strong deliverer!
His faithfulness endures forever!
From age to age, His promises are sure,
His love and mercy evermore endure!
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of Hosts!
His power endures, of this we make our boast!
The pride of man before Him turns to dust,
In God alone let all the nations trust!
That very night, the Lord His judgment brought,
Against the foe that His great name had mocked.
The pride of man before Him turns to dust,
In God alone let all the nations trust!