P.XX | Church Hymn Book#P.XXI | P.XXII.I |
1 In thee, great God, with songs of praise,
Our favour'd realms rejoice:
And, blest with thy salvation, raise
To heav'n their cheerful voice.
2 Thy sure defence, thro' nations round,
Hath spread our rising name,
And all our feeble efforts crown'd
With freedom and with fame.
3 In deep distress our injur'd land
Implor'd thy pow'r to save;
for life we pray'd; thy bounteous hand
The timely blessing gave.
4 Thy mighty arm, eternal Pow'r,
Oppos'd their deadly aim,
In mercy swept them from our shore,
and spread their rails with shame.
5 On thee, in want, in woe or pain,
Our hearts alone rely;
Our rights thy mercy will maintain,
And all our wants supply.
6 Thus, Lord, thy wond'rous pow'r declare;
And still exalt thy fame;
While we glad songs of praise prepare,
For thine Almighty name.
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First Line: | In thee, great God, with songs of praise |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1816 |
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Topic: | National Blessings acknowledged |