A Selection of Hymns ‎#DXXIX

DXXIX. Thanksgiving for victory over our enemies

1 To thee, who reign'st supreme above,
And reign's supreme below,
Thou God of wisdom, power, and love,
We our successes owe.

2 The thundering horse, the martial band,
Without thine aid were vain;
And victory flies at thy command
To crown the bright campaign.

3 Thy mighty arm, unseen, was nigh,
When we our foes assail'd;
'Tis thou hast rais'd our honors high,
And o'er their hosts prevail'd.

4 Their mounds, their camps, their lofty towers
Into our hands are given,
Not from desert or strength of ours,
But thro' the grace of heaven.

5 What tho' no columns lifted high
Stand deep inscrib'd with praise,
Yet sounding honors to the sky
Our grateful tongues shall raise.

6 To our young race will we proclaim
The mercies God has shown;
That they may learn to bless his name,
And choose him for their own.

7 Thus while we sleep in silent dust,
When threatening dangers come,
Their father's God shall be their trust,
Their refuge and their home.

Text Information

• First Line: To thee, who reign'st supreme above
• Title: Thanksgiving for victory over our enemies
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1792
• Topic: Times and Seasons: Days of Thanksgiving; National prayer and praise; Thanksgiving days; Thanksgiving for national Victory

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