3 Laws, freedom, truth, and faith in God Came with those exiles o'er the waves; And where their pilgrim feet have trod, The God they trusted guards their graves.

4 And here thy name, O God of love, Their children's children shall adore, Till these eternal hills remove,

And spring adorns the earth no more.

937.

Leonard Bacon, 1838.

PSALM 44.

L. M.

1 WHEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her fathers' God before her moved,

An awful guide, in smoke and flame. 2 By day, along th' astonished lands, The cloudy pillar glided slow; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow. 3 Thus present still, though now unseen, O Lord, when shines the prosperous Be thoughts of thee a cloudy screen, [day, To temper the deceitful ray!

4 And, oh! when gathers on our path,

In shade and storm, the frequent night,
Be thou long suffering, slow to wrath,
A burning and a shining light.

938.

Sir Walter Scott, 1820.

1 O LORD, our fathers oft have told, In our attentive ears,

C. M.

Thy wonders in their days performed,
And elder times than theirs.

2 For, not their courage, nor their sword, To them salvation gave;

Nor strength that from unequal force
Their fainting troops could save:

3 But thy right hand and powerful arm,
Whose succor they implored;
Thy presence with the chosen race,
Who thy great name adored.

4 As thee, their God, our fathers owned,
Thou art our sovereign King:
Oh, therefore, as thou didst to them,
To us deliverance bring!

5 To thee the triumph we ascribe,
From whom the conquest came ;
In God we will rejoice all day,
And ever bless his name.

939.

Tate and Brady, 1696.

8. 8, 8, 6.

1 FROM foes that would the land devour;
From guilty pride, and lust of power;
From wild sedition's lawless hour;
From yoke of slavery;

2 From blinded zeal, by faction led;
From giddy change, by fancy bred;
From poisoned error's serpent head,
Good Lord, preserve us free!

3 Defend, O God, with guardian hand,
The laws and rulers of our land,
And grant thy churches grace to stand
In faith and unity!

4 Thy Spirit's help of thee we crave,
That thy Messiah, sent to save,
Returning to the world, might have
A people serving thee!

Reginald Heber, 1827, a

940.

FAST.

8s & 78.

1 DREAD Jehovah! God of nations'
From thy temple in the skies,
Hear thy people's supplications;
Now for their deliverance rise.

2 Though our sins, our hearts confounding,
Long and loud for vengeance call,
Thou hast mercy more abounding:
Jesus' blood can cleanse them all.

3 Let that love veil our transgression ;
Let that blood our guilt efface:
Save thy people from oppression;
Save from spoil thy holy place.
4 Lo! with deep contrition turning,
Humbly at thy feet we bend;
Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning,
Hear us, spare us, and defend!

941.

C-F- 1804.

L. M.

1 O GOD of love, O King of peace,
Make wars throughout the world to cease;
The wrath of sinful man restrain,
Give peace, O God, give peace again.
2 Remember, Lord, thy works of old,
The wonders that our fathers told,
Remember not our sin's dark stain,
Give peace, O God, give peace again.
3 Whom shall we trust but thee, O LORD?
Where rest but on thy faithful word?
None ever called on thee in vain,
Give peace, O God, give peace again.

4 Where saints and angels dwell above,
All hearts are knit in holy love;
O bind us in that heavenly chain,
Give peace, O God, give peace again.

942.

Sir H. W. Baker, 1861.

C. M.

1 SEE, gracious God, before thy throne,
Thy mourning people bend!
'Tis on thy sovereign grace alone
Our humble hopes depend.

2 Tremendous judgments from thy hand
Thy dreadful power display;
Yet mercy spares this guilty land,
And still we live to pray.

3 How changed, alas! are truths divine
For error, guilt, and shame!
What impious numbers, bold in sin,
Disgrace the Christian name!

4 Oh turn us, turn us, mighty Lord,
By thy resistless grace;

Then shall our hearts obey thy word,
And humbly seek thy face.

5 Then should insulting foes invade,
We shall not sink in fear;
Secure of never-failing aid,
If God, our God, is near.

943.

Isaac Watts, 1709.

PSALM 60.

C. M.

1 LORD, thou hast scourged our guilty land,

Behold thy people mourn;

Shall vengeance ever guide thy hand?
Shall mercy ne'er return?

2 Beneath the terrors of thine eye,
Earth's haughty towers decay;

Thy frowning mantle spreads the sky,
And mortals melt away.

3 Our Zion trembles at the stroke,
And dreads thy lifted hand;
Oh heal the people thou hast broke,
And save the sinking land.

4 Attend our armies to the fight,
And be their guardian God;
In vain shall numerous powers unite
Against thy lifted rod.

5 Our troops, beneath thy guiding hand, Shall gain a glad renown:

'Tis God who makes the feeble stand, And treads the mighty down.

944.

Isaac Watts, 1719, a.

C. M.

1.IN grief and fear, to thee, O Lord,
For succor now we fly;

Thine awful judgments are abroad,
Oh shield us lest we die.

2 The fell disease on every side

Walks forth with tainted breath;
And pestilence, with rapid stride,
Bestrews the land with death.

3 Oh look with pity on the scene
Of sadness and of dread,
And let thine angel stand between
The living and the dead.

4 With contrite hearts to thee, our King,
We turn, who oft have strayed;
Accept the sacrifice we bring,
And let the plague be stayed.

William Bullock, 1854