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Thou to our Foes in Wrath do'st speak,
And drive them with resistless Force;
As eastern Winds tempestuous break
The Ships of Tashish in their Course.

101

Wonders of Goodness have our Eyes
Beheld, like those, that we have heard;
Therefore the Lord of Hosts will rise,
And his lov'd City ever guard.

Part II.

Thy Works of Loving Kindness, Lord,
Our deepest Contemplation rais'd,
When in the Temple we ador'd,
And (silent) Thee besought and prais'd.

According to thy fam'd Success,
Thy Praise is universal grown;
Full is thy Hand of Righteousness,
By just and holy Actions known.

Let Zion's sacred Hill rejoyce,
And Judah's Daughters spread around,
Unite in joyful Shouts their Voice,
Who are with such Deliv'rance crown'd.

Let the fair City be survey'd,
Walk all about, and count her Tow'rs;
Are any hurt or level laid
By all the Force of hostile Pow'rs?

Her Palaces undamag'd mind,
Her Bulwarks and her Walls entire;
Tell to your Sons, how God is kind,
They this Salvation will admire.

For this great King, this God of Might,
To the last Date of Time is ours:
He will support and guide us right,
Till Death this mortal State devours.

102

Another Metre.

Great is the Lord, then his Abode
Let solemn Praises fill,
Ev'n in the City of our God,
In Zion's sacred Hill.

Zion! thy Situation's fair,
Thou Joy of Lands around!
Great King, thy City high in Air
Stands on the North, renown'd.

In her aspiring Palaces,
God is a Refuge known;

Confed'rate Kings repell'd with Ease,
Are from her Bulwarks gone.

They saw, they wonder'd, frighted shook,
And hasten'd o'er the Plains;

Fear suddain Hold upon them took,
Like Womens Labour-Pains.

Thou to our Foes with matchless Force
Do'st sure Destruction speak,
As eastern Tempests in their Course
The Ships of Tarshish break.

The Wonders we have heard, we see,
Lord, in thy City done,
The City of our God, which He
With endless Strength will crown.

We mid'st thy House, thy gracious Ways
And Love, did quiet mind;

As is thy Name so is thy Praise,
Thy Hand most Just we find.

103

Let Zion's sacred Hill rejoyce,
With Judah's Towns around;
And lift in Songs of Praise their Voice,
With such Deliv'rance crown'd.

Let the fair City be survey'd,
Walk heedful, count her Tow'rs,
Are any hurt, or level laid
By proud invading Pow'rs?

Her Palaces undamag'd mind,
Her Gates and Walls entire;
Tell to your Sons, how God is kind,
They'll this great Work admire.

This God is ours, this God of Might,
For ever us secures,
He'll give Support, and guide us right,
As long as Life endures.