Psalm LXXXV. Common Metre. Prayer for Public Deliverance

Thy favour, gracious Lord, display Which we have long implor'd; And for thy wond'rous mercy's sake Thy heavenly aid afford.

Thine answer patiently we'll wait For thou with glad success, If they no more to folly turn Thy mourning saints wilt bless.

To those who fear thy holy name, Is thy salvation near; And in its former happy state Our nation shall appear.

For mercy now with truth is join'd And righteousness with peace; Those kind companions absent long With friendly arms embrace.

Truth from the earth like fairest flowers Shall spring and bloom around; And justice from her heavenly seat Behold and bless the ground.

The Lord will on our land bestow Whatever thing is good; The soil in plenty shall produce Her fruits to be our food.

Before him righteousness shall go And his just path prepare; Whilst we his sacred steps pursue With constant zeal and care.