1 [Great is the Lord our GOD,
And let his Praise be great;
He makes his Churches his Abode,
His most delightful Seat.
2 These Temples of his Grace,
How beautiful they stand!
The Honours of our native Place,
And Bulwarks of our Land.]
3 In Sion GOD is known,
A Refuge in Distress;
How bright has his Salvation shone
Through all her Palaces!
4 When Kings against her join'd,
And saw the Lord was there,
In wild Confusion of the Mind
They fled with hasty Fear.
5 When Navies tall and proud
Attempt to spoil our Peace,
He sends his Tempest roaring loud,
And sinks them in the Seas.
6 Oft have our fathers told,
Our Eyes have often seen,
How well our GOD secures the Fold
Where his own Sheep have been.
7 In ev'ry new Distress
We'll to his House repair;
We'll think upon his wond'rous Grace,
And seek Deliv'rance there.
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First Line: | Great is the Lord our GOD |
Title: | The Church is the Honour and Safety of a Nation |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1740 |
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Topic: | Church: is the Safety and Honour of a Nation; Church: its beauty; Church: its worship and order(4 more...) |