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The Conqueror's Song. (cont.)
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In vain to idol saints they cry,
And perish in their blood:
Where is a rock so great, so high,
So pow'rful as our God?
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The Rock of Israel ever lives,
His name be ever blest;
'Tis his own arm the vict'ry gives,
He gives his people rest.
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PSALM 18. Sixth Part. P.M.
Thanksgiving, applied to the American Revolution.
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TO bless the Lord, our God, in strains divine,
With thankful hearts, and raptur'd voices join:
To us what wonders his right hand hath shown!
Mercies, his chosen tribes have scarcely known!
Like David blest, begin th' enraptur'd song;
Let praise and joy awaken ev'ry tongue.
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When, fir'd to rage, against our nation rose
Chiefs of proud name, and bands of haughty foes;
He train'd our hosts to fight, with arms array'd,
With health invigor'd, and with bounty fed:
Gave us his chosen chief our sons to guide;
Heard ev'ry pray'r, and ev'ry want supply'd.
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He gave their armies captive to our hands,
Or sent them frustrate to their native lands;
Burst the dark snare, disclos'd the miry pit,
And led to broad, safe grounds, our sliding feet:
Bounteous, for us, extended regions won
The fairest empire spread beneath the sun.
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When, dark and threat'ning, civil broils arose,
Each hope grew dim, and friends were chang'd to foes;
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Thanksgiving, applied to the American Revolution. (cont.)
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God was our stay, our help, our heav'nly shield:
His grace preserv'd us, and his arm upheld;
Sav'd us from tumults dire, and deep distress;
Enlarg'd our blessings, and confirm'd our peace.
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No more against our land shall strangers rise,
But fade, and fade, beneath avenging skies:
Pleas'd, the fierce heathen yield to happier sway;
The groping savage hail the gospel day;
Low sink the proud, the sons of blood be slain,
Nor injur'd Zion lift her cries in vain.
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But, O thou pow'r belov'd! our shores around
Be ev'ry virtue, ev'ry blessing found.
Here bid thy seasons crown the fruitful plain:
Here bid fair peace extend her blissful reign:
Let laws, let justice, hold perpetual sway,
The soul unfetter'd, and the conscience free.
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With clearest splendor, here, let knowledge shine;
Here ev'ry glory beam from truth divine;
To Jesus' call the soul obsequious bend;
Grace from thy Spirit in rich show'rs descend;
Nations each day ascend the bright abode,
And boundless praise unceasing rise to God.
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PSALM 19. First Part. S.M.
The book of nature and scripture.
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BEHOLD! the lofty sky
Declares its maker God,
And all his starry works on high
Proclaim his pow'r abroad.
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