mf O LORD of Hosts, Thou God of might, Who hold'st the issues of the fight, mp The day is Thine, the night is Thine; mf We thank Thee, Lord, Thou Prince of Peace, [cease; 6.7.6.7.6.6.6.6. LORD God, we worship Thee, Whose goodness reigneth o'er us: We praise Thy love and power f In loud and happy chorus. cres mf cres That Thou dost bid war's fears to With Thee the message comes again[men." f "Be peace on earth, goodwill to mp The cannon's voice is heard no mf mf To heaven our song shall soar; For ever shall it be Resounding o'er and o'er ; Lord God, we worship Thee. Lord God, we worship Thee, For Thou our land defendest; Thou pourest down Thy grace, And strife and war Thou endest. Since golden peace, O Lord. Thou grantest us to see, Our land with one accord, Lord God, gives thanks to Thee. Lord God, we worship Thee: Thou didst indeed chastise us; Yet still Thy goodness spares, Lord God, we worship Thee, J Franck, tr. Catherine Winkworth. 648 (4) FOR REMOVAL 7s., 6 lines. f GOD the Lord has heard our prayer, God has lightened all our care; To His glorious throne on high Rose His children's mournful cry: ff Hallelujah! praises sing To our Father and our King. mp Helpless, Lord, Thy face we sought, Thou hast our deliverance wrought; God, Who gave us faith to pray, cresGives us thankful hearts to-day : ff Hallelujah, Lord, to Thee Sing we, though unworthily. mf Now the night of grief is gone, Now with joy breaks forth the mf Great God of Hosts, their God and ours! Our only Lord and King! Let that right arm which fought for them To us salvation bring. mf To Thee the glory we'll ascribe, f f REJOICE to-day, with one accord, Sing out with exultation; Rejoice and praise our mighty Lord, Whose Arm hath brought salvation : His works of love proclaim Who hath His mercy shown; dim p When in distress to Him we cried, He heard our sad complaining; creso trust in Him, whate'er betide, His love is all-sustaining: Triumphant songs of praise To Him our hearts shall raise 651 7.6. mf THE wintry time hath ended, The rain is past and gone; With genial glory splendid Once more shines out the sun. mp The chill and wasting showers Yield now to radiant morn; cres The earth is gay with flowers, The fields are thick with corn. If We praise Thee, Sun unsetting, Hath blest again the land. mp And when is closed earth's story. 3-PRAYER AND HUMILIATION. 652 7.3. mp Now pray we for our country, That England long may be The holy, and the nappy, mpThrough every changing scene, His throne maintain. mf May just and righteous laws Home of the brave and free, We pray that still on thee mf And not this land alone, res Lord, make the nations see That men should brothers be, And form one family, 654 The wide world o'er. W. E. Hickson. 6.6.4.6.6.6.4. nf GOD bless our native land: Her strength and glory stand Ever in Thee! Her faith and laws be pure, Home of the free. mf God guard our sea-girt land, mp God smile upon our land, f тр [land. The Church of Thy dear Son Inflame with love's pure fire; Bind her once more in one, And life and truth inspire. cresO Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Father- Give peace, Lord, in our time; Nor lawless deed of crime crcsO Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty Р hand [land. And guard and bless our Father And guard and bless our Father-cresO Arise, O Lord of Hosts! Be jealous for Thy Name, And drive from out our coasts The sins that put to shame. cresO Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty [land. hand, And guard and bless our Father f Thy best gifts from on high In rich abundance pour, That we may magnify And praise Thee more and more. cresO Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, [land. And guard and bless our Father[mf The powers ordained by Thee With heavenly wisdom bless; May they Thy servants be, And rule in righteousness. cresO Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, [land. And guard and bless ur Father Though vile and worthless, still And for our God we will [land. And guard and bless our FatherW. W. How. 657 C.M. mp LORD, while for all mankind we pray, Of every clime and coast, O hear us for our native land,— mp Our fathers' sepulchres are here, Another land so well! mf O guard our shores from every foe, With peace our borders bless : With prosperous times our cities crown, Our fields with plenteousness. |