4. Almighty God! to Thee
Be endless honors done,
The undivided Three,
And the mysterious One:
Where reason fails, with all her powers,
There faith prevails, and love adores.
1. God bless our native land!
Firm may she ever stand,
Through storm and night;
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of winds and wave,
Do Thou our country save
By Thy great might.
2. For her our prayer shall rise
To God above the skies;
On Him we wait;
Thou who hast heard each sigh,
Watching each weeping eye,
Be Thou forever nigh;
God save the State!
1. LORD, from Thy blessed throne
Sorrow look down upon!
God save the poor!
Teach them true liberty,
Make them from tyrants free,
Let their homes happy be!
God save the poor!
2. The arms of wicked men
Do Thou with might restrain-
God save the poor!
Raise Thou their lowliness,
Succor Thou their distress,
Thou whom the meanest bless!
God save the poor!
3. Give them stanch honesty,
Let their pride manly be-
God save the poor!
Help them to hold the right,
Give them both truth and might,
Lord of all life and light!
God save the poor!
1. ROLL on, thou joyful day,
When tyranny's proud sway,
Stern as the grave,
Shall to the ground be hurl'd,
And freedom's flag, unfurl'd,
Shall wave throughout the world
O'er every slave.
2. Trump of glad jubilee,
Echo o'er land and sea,
Freedom for all;
Let the glad tidings fly,
And every tribe reply,
Glory to God on high,
At slavery's fall.
3. Free, too, the captive mind
By darkness long confined
In slavery's night;
The Saviour's reign extend,
Virtue with freedom blend,
And full salvation send
With freedom's light.
1. HARK! a voice from heaven proclaiming
Comfort to the mourning slave;
God has heard him long complaining,
And extends His arm to save;
Proud oppression
Soon shall find a shameful grave.
2. See, the light of truth is breaking
Full and clear on every hand,
And the voice of mercy speaking,
Now is heard through all the land;
Firm and fearless
See the friends of freedom stand.
3. Lo, the nation is arousing
From its slumber, long and deep,
And the friends of God are waking,
Never, never more to sleep
While a bondman
In his chains remains to weep.
4. Long, too long have we been dreaming
O'er our country's sin and shame;
Let us now, the time redeeming,
Press the helpless captive's claim
Till, exulting,
He shall cast aside his chain.
1. EVERLASTING! changing never!
Of one strength, no more, no less:
Thine Almightiness forever-
All the same Thy holiness;
Thee Eternal,
Thee All-glorious we possess!
2. But we weak ones, but we sinners,
Would not in our poorness stay;
We, the low ones, would be winners
Of what holy height we may,
To Thy pure and perfect day.
3. Shall things withered, fashions olden,
Keep us from life's flowing spring?
Waits for us the promise golden-
Waits each new, diviner thing?
Onward! onward!
Why this faithless tarrying?
4. Nearer to Thee would we venture,
Of Thy truth more largely take,
Upon life diviner enter,
Into day more glorious break;
To the ages
Fair bequests and costly make.
5. By each saving word unspoken,
By Thy truth, as yet half-won,
By each idol still unbroken,
By Thy will, yet poorly done-
Hear us! hear us!
Our Almighty, help us on!
1. Now be my heart inspired to sing
The glories of my Saviour King-
Jesus the Lord; how heavenly fair
His form! how bright His beauties are!
2. O'er all the sons of human race,
He shines with a superior grace;
Love from His lips divinely flows,
And blessings all His state compose.
3. Dress Thee in arms, most mighty Lord!
Gird on the terror of Thy sword;
In majesty and glory ride,
With truth and meekness at Thy side.
4. Thine anger, like a pointed dart,
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart;
Or words of mercy, kind and sweet,
Shall melt the rebels at Thy feet.
5. Thy throne, O God! forever stands;
Grace is the scepter in Thy hands;
Thy laws and works are just and right;
Justice and grace are Thy delight.
6. God, thine own God, has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head ;
And with His sacred Spirit bless'd
His first-born Son above the rest.
1. My refuge is the God of love,
Why do my foes insult and cry,
"Fly, like a timorous, trembling dove,
To distant woods or mountains fly?"
2. If government be all destroyed
That firm foundation of our peace—
And violence make justice void,
Where shall the righteous seek redress?
3. The Lord in heaven hath fixed His throne,
His eye surveys the world below;
To Him all mortal things are known,
His eyelids search our spirits through.
4. If He afflicts His saints so far,
To prove their love, and try their grace,
What must the bold transgressors fear?
His very soul abhors their ways.
5. On impious wretches He shall rain
Tempests of brimstone, fire, and death,
Such as He kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with His angry breath.
6. The righteous Lord loves righteous souls,
Whose thoughts and actions are sincere;
And with a gracious eye beholds
The men that His own image bear.
1. I'LL praise my Maker with my breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers,
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.
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