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Great God, inspire each heart and tongue

Hymnal: The Soldier's Hymn Book. 2nd ed. #d75 (1863)
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Hymn for a day of public thanksgiving for peace

Hymnal: Miscellaneous Pieces in Verse and Prose #125 (1780) First Line: Great God inspire each heart and tongue Lyrics: Great God inspire each heart and tongue Thy wondrous goodness to proclaim; And bid the animating song Glow with devotion's lively flame. To thee let favour'd Britain raise Her sweetest notes of thankful praise. But where shall we begin to trace The wonders of thy hand divine? In every season, every place How numerous and how bright they shine. To God ye favour'd Britons raise Your sweetest notes of thankful praise. Abroad, protection and success Proclaim'd that Britain's God was there; At home, he bade fair plenty bless, The fruitful fields confess'd his care; To God ye favour'd Britons raise Your sweet notes of thankful praise. But yet beneath the hostile sword Has many a worthy patriot bled, And many a mourning heart deplor'd A friend, a son, a brother dead! The sword is sheath'd—ye Britons raise To God your sweetest notes of praise. The horrors of the sanguine field Which sadden'd victory's fairest plume, To scenes of pleasure now shall yield And peace her gentle reign resume. To God ye favour'd Britons raise Your sweetest notes of thankful praise. Kind peace, from her propitious smiles What numerous, various blessings flow! Great God, to thee these happy isles Unnumber'd obligations owe. To thee let favour'd Britain raise Her sweetest notes of thankful praise. Crown, gracious God, thy gift of peace With gifts yet nobler, more divine! O let thy all-prevailing grace Make Britain more entirely thine! Devotion then to thee shall raise Sublimer notes of thankful praise. Languages: English

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