Our old deadly foe

Now aims his last blow;

Deep guile and strong pow'r
He boasteth in this hour:

On earth is not his equal.

2 By strength of ours could naught be done;
The strife full soon were ended,
But for us fights the valiant One,
By God himself commended.
Ask you, "Who is He?"
Christ Jesus!

There see

The Lord Sabaoth,

Our God and Savior both-
He conquers in this battle.

3 Though devils all the earth should fill,
Each watching to devour us,
We tremble not, we fear no ill,
They cannot overpow'r us.
The false prince of hell
May rage, rave and swell,
He harms not a hair,

We shall escape his snare,
Christ's lightest word shall stay him.

4 His word for ever shall abide,
Our foes can ne'er destroy it,
He standeth ever at our side,
And cheers us by his Spirit.
And take they our life,
Goods, fame, children, wife,
When their worst is done,
Yet have they nothing won-
We shall receive the kingdom.

965*

God's word restored.

8s 7s. P. M

GOD! look down from heav'n, we pray
Thy tenderness awaken!

Thy saints, so few, fast fade away

Hast thou thy poor forsaken?

Thy word no more is taught aright,
And faith from earth hath vanish'd quite-
O Lord, our God, revive us!

2 From teachers of false doctrine, Lord,
Thy church, we pray, deliver,
They undertake to rule thy word,
As wiser than its giver.

Who shall control our tongues, they say,
Who dare prescribe another way,

Who hath dominion o'er us?

3 God therefore saith, "I will arise,
My poor they are oppressing,
I see their tears, I hear their cries,
Their wrongs shall have redressing.
My healing word shall now appear,
The proud shall think its truths severe,
But it shall save the humble."

4 As silver sev'n times purified

Is known and priz'd the higher,
The word of God, when fully tried,
Doth deeper love inspire:

The cross but proves its greater worth,
It shines abroad o'er all the earth,
Enlight'ning all the nations.

5 O God, preserve it pure, we pray,
In this vile generation,

May we still walk its perfect way,
And see thy full salvation;

Here may it make the simple wise,
And there, beyond the glitt'ring skies,
Fill ev'ry mouth with gladness.

966*

Prayer for the church.

1LORD, uphold us by thy word,

L. M.

And break our foes, descending sword; Fain would they banish from his throne Thy Son, whom thou dost call thine own.

2 Lord Jesus Christ, thy pow'r display,
Establish o'er the world thy sway;
Defend thy church, who to thy praise
Shall high the song of triumph raise.
3 O Holy Ghost, descend, we pray,
Thy sanctifying pow'r display,
Thy church console, our hearts unite,
And guide us to the realms of light.
4 Thus shall the world admiring see
That thou art God eternally,
That faithful thou dost still defend
Thy people who on thee depend.

967* God the defence of Zion. P. M. 8s 7s & 4s.

ION stands with hills surrounded-
Zion, kept by power divine;

All her foes shall be confounded,
Though the world in arms combine:
Happy Zion,

What a favored lot is thine!

2 In the furnace God may prove thee,
Thence to bring thee forth more bright,
But can never cease to love thee;
Thou art precious in his sight:
God is with thee-
God, thine everlasting light.

NATIONAL OCCASIONS.

968+ Praise for national prosperity.

L. P. M.

1 CAY, should we search the globe around,
Where can such happiness be found
As dwells in this much favor'd land?
Here plenty reigns; here freedom sheds
Her choicest blessings on our heads:
By God supported, still we stand.

2 Here commerce spreads her ample store,
Which comes from ev'ry foreign shore;
Science and arts their charms display;
Religion teaches us to raise

Our voices in our Maker's praise,

As truth and conscience point the way. 3 These are thy gifts, almighty King; From thee our matchless blessings spring; Th' extended shade, the fruitful skies, The comforts liberty bestows,

Th' eternal joys the gospel shows,

All from thy boundless goodness rise. 4 With grateful hearts, with cheerful tongues, To God we raise united songs;

His pow'r and mercy we proclaim; And still through ev'ry age shall own Jehovah here has fix'd his throne;

And triumph in his mighty name.

5 Long as the moon her course shall run, Or man behold the circling sun,

Do thou amidst our nation reign; Still crown her counsels with success, With peace and joy her borders bless, And all her sacred rights maintain.

969*

Praise for national blessings.

1 ALMIGHTY Sov'reign of the skies,

L. M.

To thee let songs of gladness rise, Each grateful heart its tribute bring, And ev'ry voice thy goodness sing. 2 From thee our choicest blessings flow, Life, health and strength thy hands bestow; The daily good thy creatures share, Springs from thy providential care. 3 The rich profusion nature yields, The harvest waving o'er the fields, The cheering light, refreshing shower, Are gifts from thy exhaustless store.

4 At thy command the vernal bloom
Revives the world from winter's gloom
The summer's heat the fruit matures,
And autumn all her treasures pours.
5 From thee proceed domestic ties,
Connubial bliss, parental joys;
On thy support the nations stand,
Obedient to thy high command.
6 Let ev'ry pow'r of heart and tongue
Unite to swell the grateful song;
While age and youth in chorus join,
And praise the majesty divine.

970* For preservation against national foes.

1

HE

L. M.

EAR us, O Lord, in time of need, And let thy name our cause defend; Grant that our efforts may succeed,

And vict'ry on our steps attend.

2 On horse and chariot some rely,

And some in numbers make their boast; Our trust is in the Lord most high; His favor is itself a host.

3 In his salvation we rejoice,

And lift our banners in his name;
Lord, hear our supplicating voice,
And put our haughty foes to shame.
4 Spread over us thy shelt'ring wing,
And bless with peace our favor'd land;
That we may still thy glory sing,

By whose protecting care we stand.

971* Prayer for national gratitude and holiness. L. M. 1 LORD, let thy goodness lead our land, Still saved by thine almighty hand,

The tribute of its love to bring
To thee, our Savior and our King.

2 Let ev'ry sacred temple raise
Triumphant songs of holy praise;