With flames descending on the mountain, trumpets sounding blasts from Heaven, we approach with fear and trembling before the fire all consuming.
Gripping death becomes our fate if unclean flesh defiles this place.
In God's presence on Mount Sinai, we bow down trembling before His fearful glory!
But soon ascending to the heavens, the city of the living God, with angels in festal gathering, our spirits approach the living King.
The sprinkled blood of Jesus speaks words greater than Abel's blood screamed!
In God's presence on Mount Zion, we worship in awe before His fearful glory.
So holy is the Lord's glory that we tremble in His presence where seraphim worship, covered with six wings in submission.

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