RUSSIAN HYMN. 11, 10, 9. ALEXIS THEODORE LWOFF. 1. God, the All-Ter-ri- ble! thou who ordainest Thunder thy clarion, and lightning thy sword; Show forth thy pity on high where thou reignest; Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 1. Swell the anthem, raise the song; Praises to our God belong; Saints and angels join to sing Praises to the heavenly King. 1093 Thanksgiving choral. 1 SWELL the anthem, raise the song; Praises to our God belong; 2 Blessings from his liberal hand 1 GREAT King of nations, hear our prayer, While at thy feet we fall, And humbly, with united cry, To thee for mercy call. 2 The guilt is ours, but grace is thine, But hear us from thy lofty throne, 3 Our fathers' sins were manifold, 4 When dangers, like a stormy sea, To thee we looked, to thee we cried, 5 With one consent we meekly bow John H. Gurney. 1095 For protection in pestilence. 1 IN grief and fear to thee, O Lord, We now for succor fly; Thine awful judgments are abroad, O shield us, lest we die. 2 The fell disease on every side Walks forth with tainted breath; And pestilence, with rapid stride, 3 O look with pity on the scene 4 With contrite hearts, to thee, our King, William Bullock. 1096 Impending judgments. 1 COME, let our souls adore the Lord, 2 Great is our guilt, our fears are great, To penitence and prayer. 3 Kind Intercessor, to thy love 4 Though justice near thy awful throne Doxology. Anne Steele. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Tate and Brady. 1097 National deliverance ascribed to God. 1 O LORD, our fathers oft have told, Thy wonders in their days performed, 2 'Twas not their courage, nor their sword, To them salvation gave; 'Twas not their number, nor their strength, That did their country save; 3 But thy right hand, thy powerful arm, 4 As thee their God our fathers owned, O, therefore, as thou didst to them, 5 To thee the glory we ascribe, Tate and Brady. 1098 Prayer for our native land. 1 LORD, while for all mankind we pray, Of every clime and coast, O hear us for our native land, The land we love the most. 2 O guard our shores from every foe; With peace our borders bless, Our cities with prosperity, Our fields with plenteousness. 1099 Strong to heal and save. 1 THINE arm, O Lord, in days of old It triumphed o'er disease and death, The sick with fevered frame. 2 And lo, thy touch brought life and health, In crowded street, by restless couch, 3 Be thou our great Deliverer still, To hands that work, and eyes that see, That whole and sick, and weak and strong, Edward H. Plumptre. 1. Great God of na tions, now to thee Our hymn of grat i 9:23 24 With humble heart, and bending knee, We offer GERMAN MELODY. tude we raise; thee our song of praise. 1 GREAT God of nations, now to thee 2 Thy name we bless, Almighty God, This land we fondly call our own. 3 Here freedom spreads her banner wide, And casts her soft and hallowed ray; Here thou our fathers' steps didst guide In safety through their dangerous way. 4 We praise thee that the gospel's light Through all our land its radiance sheds; Dispels the shades of error's night, And heavenly blessings round us spreads. 5 Great God, preserve us in thy fear; Unknown. 1101 Thanksgiving for national peace. 1 GREAT Ruler of the earth and skies, A word of thine almighty breath Can sink the world, or bid it rise: Thy smile is life, thy frown is death. 2 When angry nations rush to arms, And rage, and noise, and tumult reign, And war resounds its dire alarms, And slaughter dyes the hostile plain,— 1 O GOD of love, O King of peace, 2 Remember, Lord, thy works of old, 3 Whom shall we trust but thee, O Lord? 4 Where saints and angels dwell above. 1103 God, the nation's guardian. 1 GREAT God! beneath whose piercing eye 2 We bow before thy heavenly throne; 3 Thy kindness to our fathers shown 4 Led on by thine unerring aid, Secure the paths of life we tread; And, freely as the vital air, Thy first and noblest bounties share. 5 Great God, our Guardian, Guide, and Friend! O still thy sheltering arm extend; 1104 William Roscoe, alt. In time of war. 1 Now may the God of grace and power Attend his people's humble cry; Defend them in the needful hour, And send deliverance from on high. 2 In his salvation is our hope; And in the name of Israel's God Our troops shall lift their banners up, Our navies spread their flags abroad. 1105 Trust in our fathers' God. 1 To thee, O God, whose guiding hand 2 To thee, O God, whose arm sustained 3 To thee, O God, we lift our eyes, 4 Our fathers' God, incline thine ear, 5 Our fathers' God, in thee we'll trust, Sheltered by thee from every harm; We'll follow where thy hand shall guide, And lean on thy sustaining arm. William T. Davis. |