The Conqueror's Song

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To thine almighty arm we owe

Author: Isaac Watts
Tune: ST. PAUL (Chalmers' Collection)
Published in 34 hymnals

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To thine almighty arm we owe
The triumphs of the day;
Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe,
And melt their strength away.

'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail,
And break united powers,
Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale
The proudest of their towers.

How have we chased them through the field,
And trod them to the ground,
While thy salvation was our shield,
But they no shelter found!

In vain to idol saints they cry,
And perish in their blood
Where is a rock so great, so high,
So powerful as our God?

The Rock of Isr'el ever lives,
His name be ever blest;
'Tis his own arm the vict'ry gives,
And gives his people rest.

On kings that reign as David did,
He pours his blessings down;
Secures their honors to their seed,
And well supports the crown.

Source: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.42

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Author: Isaac Watts

Isaac Watts was the son of a schoolmaster, and was born in Southampton, July 17, 1674. He is said to have shown remarkable precocity in childhood, beginning the study of Latin, in his fourth year, and writing respectable verses at the age of seven. At the age of sixteen, he went to London to study in the Academy of the Rev. Thomas Rowe, an Independent minister. In 1698, he became assistant minister of the Independent Church, Berry St., London. In 1702, he became pastor. In 1712, he accepted an invitation to visit Sir Thomas Abney, at his residence of Abney Park, and at Sir Thomas' pressing request, made it his home for the remainder of his life. It was a residence most favourable for his health, and for the prosecution of his literary… Go to person page >

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