1 To bless thy chosen race,
In mercy, Lord, incline;
And cause the brightness of thy face
On all thy saints to shine:
2 That so thy wond'rous way
May through the world be known;
While distant lands their tribute pay,
And thy salvation own.
3 Let diff'ring nations join
To celebrate thy fame;
Let all the world, O Lord, combine
To praise thy glorious name.
4 O let them shout and sing,
With joy and pious mirth;
For thou, the righteous Judge and King,
Shall govern all the earth.
5 Then shall the teeming ground
A large Increase disclose;
And we with plenty shall be crown'd,
Which God, our God, bestows.
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First Line: | To bless thy chosen race |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
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