Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#II.I

II.I. A song in praise to God from Great Britain

1 Nature with all her pow'rs shall sing,
God the Creator and the King:
Nor air, nor earth, nor skies, nor seas,
Deny the tribute of their praise.

2 [Begin to make his glories known,
Ye seraphs, that sit near his throne;
Tune your harps high, and spread the sound
To the creation's utmost bound.]

3 [All mortal things of meaner frame,
Exert your force, and own his name;
Whilst with our souls, and with our voice,
We sing his honours and our joys.]

4 [To him be sacred all we have,
From the young cradle to the grave:
Our lips shall his loud wonders tell,
And ev'ry word a miracle.]

5 [This northern isle, our native land,
Lies safe in the Almighty's hand:
Our foes of vict'ry dream in vain,
And own the captivating chain.

6 He builds and guards the British throne,
And makes it gracious, like his own;
Makes our successive princes kind,
And gives our dangers to the wind.

7 Raise monumental praises high,
To him that thunders through the sky,
And with an awful nod or frown
Shakes an aspiring tyrant down.

8 [Pillars of lasting brass proclaim
The triumphs of th' eternal name:
While trembling nations read from far
The honours of the God of war.]

9 Thus let our flaming zeal employ
Our loftiest thoughts and loudest songs;
Britain pronounce with warmest joy,
Hosanna from ten thousand tongues.

10 [Yet, mighty God, our feeble frame
Attempts in vain to reach thy name:
The strongest notes that angels raise,
Faint in the worship and the praise.]

Text Information

• First Line: Nature with all her pow'rs shall sing
• Title: A song in praise to God from Great Britain
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793

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