Second PART

Because the King, in God alone, His stedfast Trust retains. Thro' Favour of the highest One, His Kingdom firm remains. Thine Hand shall find and gripe thy Foes, Who dare thy Pow'r withstand; Thy Right-hand's Vengeance falls on those, Who hate thy just Command. A burning Furnace, in the Hour Of Wrath, shall be their Doom; Thine Anger, Lord, shall them devour, And dreadful Fire consume. Thou wilt destroy their wretched Fruit. From Earth's extended Face; And from Men's Sons, wilt wholly root Their num'rous guilty Race. For they, against Thee, Evil meant, Their Hearts did Mischief form; But thou did'st blast their vile Intent, Which they could ne'er perform. As a fix'd Mark of Vengeance near, Therefore thou shalt them place; Thine Arrows on their Strings prepare, And level at their Face. Be thou exalted, Lord, in Fame, Thy Strength in Glory raise; So we will sing thy wond'rous Name, Thy mighty Pow'r will praise.