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Our factious tribes, at strife till now,
by God's appointment me obey;
The heathen to my scepter bow,
and foreign nations own my sway.
Remotest realms their homage send,
when my successful name they hear;
Strangers for my commands attend,
charmed with respect, or awed by fear.
All to my summons tamely yield,
or soon in battle are dismayed;
For stronger holds they quit the field,
and still in strongest holds afraid.
Let the eternal Lord be praised,
the rock on whose defense I rest;
O'er highest heav'ns his name be raised,
who me with his salvation blest.
'Tis God that still supports my right,
his just revenge my foes pursues;
'Tis he that with resistless might
fierce nations to my yoke subdues.
My universal safeguard he!
from whom my lasting honors flow;
He made me great, and set me free
from my remorseless bloody foe.
Therefore to celebrate his fame.
my grateful voice to heav'n I'll raise;
And nations, strangers to his name,
shall thus be taught to sing his praise.
"God to his king deliv'rance sends,
shows his anointed signal grace;
"His mercy evermore extends
to David and his promised race."
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1821
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 18:43-50;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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| 1821 | # 18 |
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