1 Swell the anthem, raise the song,
Praises to our God belong;
Saints and angels join to sing
Praises to the heavenly King.
Blessings from His liberal hand
Flow around this happy land.
Kept by Him, no foes annoy;
Peace and freedom we enjoy.
2 Here, beneath a virtuous sway
May we cheerfully obey;
Never feel oppression's rod,
Ever own and worship God.
Hark! the voice of nature sings
Praises to the King of kings;
let us join the choral song,
And the grateful notes prolong.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Swell the anthem, raise the song |
Meter: | 7s 81 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1918 |
Topic: | National |