PSALM XXI. Common Metre. National Blessings acknowledged

In thee great God, with songs of praise, Our favour'd realms rejoice; And, blest with thy salvation, raise To heaven their cheerful voice.

Thy sure defence, through nations round, Hath spread our rising name, And all our feeble efforts crow'd With freedom and with fame.

In deep distress our injur'd land Implor'd thy power to save; For life we pray'd; thy bounteous hand The timely blessing gave.

Thy mighty arm, eternal Power. Oppos'd their deadly aim, In mercy swept them from our shore, And spread their sails with shame.

On thee, in want, in woe or pain, Our hearts alone rely; Our rights thy mercy will maintain, And all our wants supply.

Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare, And still exalt thy fame; While we glad songs of praise prepare, For thine Almighty name.