Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#40

40. We love thee, Lord, and we adore

1 We love thee, Lord, and we adore:
Now is thine arm reveal'd:
Thou art our strength, our heav'nly tow'r,
Our bulwark and our shield.

2 We fly to our eternal rock,
And find a sure defence:
His holy name our lips invoke,
And draw salvation thence.

3 When God, our leader, shines in arms,
What mortal heart can bear
The thunder of his loud alarms,
The lightning of his spear?

4 He rides upon the winged wind,
And angels in array
In millions wait to know his mind,
And swift as flames obey.

5 He speaks, and at his fierce rebuke
Whole armies are dismay'd:
His voice, his frown, his angry look,
Strikes all their courage dead.

6 He forms our generals for the field,
With all their dreadful skill:
Gives them his awful sword to wield,
And makes their hearts of steel.

7 [He arms our captains to the fight,
(Tho' there his name's forgot:)
He girded Cyrus with his might,
But Cyrus knew him not.

8 Oft has the Lord whole nations blest
For his own church's sake:
The pow'rs that give his people rest,
Shall of his care partake.

Text Information

• First Line: We love thee, Lord, and we adore
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 18
• Notes: Part 1

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