Unwillingly we draw The just avenging sword, And in the name of Right and Law Implore Thy blessing, LORD! We strove for peace in vain, And Mesech chose the fight; Therefore, O Thou, by Whom kings reign,Our GOD! Defend the Right. M Two Harvest Hymns FOR MDCCCLIV. GIVE thanks, happy Nation! for Mercy rejoices Be glad, O ye People! and lift up your voices What thanks shall we render?-Ah, sinful and earthy, The praises we bring are too few and too cold,Redeemer! make Thou this poor offering worthy, And pour out Thy Spirit on us, as of old. For truly to Thee our fervent desire Would go forth in grateful acknowledgment here, But only Thy heart-stirring grace can inspire The love that is life and that casteth out fear. Ah! well may we fear Thee,-whose judgments are sounding In thunders of wrath and in trumpets of woe; And well may we love Thee,-whose mercies abounding In rivers of peace and prosperity flow. Yet let us not boast, like a Dives possessing Praise the good Giver, and seek Him in pray'r! Second Hymn. DEAR heart of old England! be glad and rejoice While Judgment, in pestilence, famine and sword, With plenty and health and contentment within. Too truly, the hurricane thunders of war Are heard in the distance and soon shall increase, But while the storm threatens and rages afar Our dwellings are safe in the blessings of peace: Too truly, the angel of death in the air Is hovering, and scarcely withholdeth his hand, But, King of that Angel! in pity forbear, Remember Araunah, and favour the land! O Nation! what People beside is so blest? Then, Praise be to GOD, for the fruits of the field, By Heaven's own blessing on dutiful toil! |