1 [Great is the Lord our God,
And let his praise be great;
He makes his churches his abode,
His most delightful seat.
2 These temples of his grace,
How beautiful they stand?
The honours of our native place,
And bulwarks of our land.]
3 In Sion God is known,
A refuge in distress;
How bright has his salvation shone;
How fair his heavenly grace?
4 When kings against her join'd,
And saw the Lord was there,
In wild confusion of the mind
They fled with hasty fear.
5 When navies tall and proud
Attempt to spoil our peace,
He sends his tempest roaring loud,
And sinks them in the seas.
6 Oft have our fathers told,
Our eyes have often seen,
How well our God secures the fold
Where his own flocks have been.
7 In every new distress
We’ll to his house repair,
Recal to mind his wondrous grace,
And seek deliverance there.
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First Line: | Great is the Lord our God |
Title: | The Church is the Honour and Safety of a Nation |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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Topic: | Church: its beauty; Church: its Safety and Honor for a Nation; Church: its worship and order(5 more...) |