5 Here may religion undefiled And righteousness with mercy reign, 6 LORD of the nations! thus to Thee Be Thou her Refuge and her Trust, C.M. John Reynell Wreford, [1837]. 449 I HINE, mighty God! on England shine Reveal Thy power through all our coasts, 2 Amidst our isle, exalted high, 3 When shall Thy name, from shore to shore, 4 Sing to the LORD, ye distant lands, 5 He, the great LORD, the sovereign Judge, That sits enthroned above, Wisely commands the worlds He made 6 Earth shall obey her Maker's will, Our GOD will crown His chosen isle 7 GOD the Redeemer scatters round While the creation's utmost bound *Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 450 I L 8.7. ORD! from Thee what grace and glory Marvels make divine her story, Marvels which the LORD hath done. 2 Thou from lowly plight hast brought her 3 From of old Thy gifts were given, Still Thine England sitteth crowned. 4 Best belovèd of the nations, Freedom first she won from Thee; 5 When Thy word should be unsealèd, 6 Still the land beloved Thou lendest 7 LORD! Thy people England's story *Thomas Hornblower Gill, 1819 L.M. 451 I то O realms beyond the sounding sea 2 Bless with success their daily toils, O give a grateful, trusting heart! 3 Though exiled from the fatherland, Its hallowed homes of praise and prayer, May they on yonder distant strand A house for GOD with gladness rear. 4 There make the places of Thy feet Most glorious, there Thy grace display; That myriads thence Thy smile may greet, When earth and heaven have passed away. H Mayo Gunn, [1859]. 452 I WE triumph in the glorious grace L.M. That set us in this English land, And welcome the high earthly place Wherein our GOD hath made us stand. 2 But O! to us a grace more great, A dignity more dear, is given; He links us to a nobler state, He makes us citizens of heaven. 3 Yes, mightily our hearts are bound 4 Her glorious freedom, how complete! What tasks divine, what tribute sweet 5 These storms, our peace they may not whelm; 6 Joy! joy! our King doth never die; We serve the eternal Majesty, And hold the heavenly fatherland. *Thomas Hornblower Gill, Come and go, arise and fall, Gains and losses, smiles and tears Freely scattered through them all; O my Saviour! let them be Radiant with Thy life divine, Spent in better serving Thee And becoming wholly Thine. 2 For the blessèd years gone by, And the joys which winged their flight, For the blessèd hopes on high Making all the future bright; |