1 To thee most Holy and most high,
To thee we bring our thankful praise
Thy works declare thy name is nigh,
Thy works of wonder and of grace.
2 Britain was doom'd to be a slave,
Her frame dissolv'd, her fears were great;
When GOD a new supporter gave,
To bear the pillars of the state.
3 He from thy hand receiv'd his crown,
And sware to rule by wholesome laws;
His foot shall tread th' oppressor down,
His arm defend the righteous cause.
4 Let haughty sinners sink their pride,
Nor lift so high their scornful head;
But lay their foolish tho'ts aside,
And own the king that God hath made.
5 Such honors never come by chance,
Nor do the winds promotion blow;
'Tis God the Judge doth one advance,
'Tis God that lays another low.
6 No vain pretence to royal birth
Shall fix a tyrant on the throne;
God, the great sov'reign of the earth,
Will rise and make his justice known.
7 [His hand holds out the dreadful cup
Of vengeance mix'd with various plagues,
To make the wicked drink them up,
Wring out and taste the bitter dregs.
8 Now shall the Lord exalt the just;
And while he tramples on the proud,
And lays their glory in the dust,
My lips shall sing his praise aloud.]
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First Line: | To thee most holy and most high |
Title: | Power and Government from GOD alone |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1780 |
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Notes: | Applied to the glorious Revolution by King William, or the happy Accession of King George I to the Throne |