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 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
FOR HIS MAJESTY KING GEORGE.
Immortal King of kings,
Whose favour or whose frown
Monarchs and states to honour brings,
Or turns them upside down;
To Thee in danger's hour
We for our sovereign cry,
Protect him by Thy gracious power,
And set him up on high.
Whose favour or whose frown
Monarchs and states to honour brings,
Or turns them upside down;
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We for our sovereign cry,
Protect him by Thy gracious power,
And set him up on high.
Not by a mighty host
Can he deliver'd be;
Let others in their numbers trust,
We look, O Lord, to Thee:
Help to Thy servant send,
And strengthen from above,
And still Thy minister defend
By Thine almighty love.
Can he deliver'd be;
Let others in their numbers trust,
We look, O Lord, to Thee:
Help to Thy servant send,
And strengthen from above,
And still Thy minister defend
By Thine almighty love.
The Spirit of Thy grace,
Thy heavenly unction shed,
And hosts of guardian angels place
Around his sacred head:
Confound whoe'er oppose,
Or force them to retire;
Be Thou a tower against his foes,
Be Thou a wall of fire.
Thy heavenly unction shed,
And hosts of guardian angels place
Around his sacred head:
Confound whoe'er oppose,
Or force them to retire;
Be Thou a tower against his foes,
Be Thou a wall of fire.
O bring him out of all
His sanctified distress,
And by his name Thy servant call,
And fill him with Thy peace;
Show him, Almighty Lord,
That Thou his Saviour art,
And speak the soul-converting word,
My son, give Me thy heart!
His sanctified distress,
And by his name Thy servant call,
And fill him with Thy peace;
Show him, Almighty Lord,
That Thou his Saviour art,
And speak the soul-converting word,
My son, give Me thy heart!
| The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | |