1 How rich thy gifts, Almighty King!
From thee our varied comforts spring:
Th' extended trade, the fruitful skies,
The blessings liberty bestows,
Th' eternal joys te gospel shows—
All from thy boundless goodness rise.
2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store,
That pours from ev'ry foreign shore;
Science and art their charms display:
Religion teaches us to raise
Our voices to our Maker's praise,
As truth and conscience point the way.
3 With grateful hearts, with joyful songs;
His pow'r and mercy we proclaim:
This land through ev'ry age shall own,
Jehovah here has fix'd his throne,
And triumph in his mighty name.
4 Long as the moon her course shall run,
Or man behold the circling sun,
O still may God amidst us reign:
Crown our just counsels with success,
With peace and joy our borders bless,
And all our sacred rights maintain.
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First Line: | How rich thy gifts, Almighty King! |
Meter: | P. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | Particular Occasions and Circumstances: Public and National Blessings and Afflictions |