688. On Thee, great Ruler of the skies

1 On Thee, great Ruler of the skies,
On thee our steadfast hope relies;
When hostile powers against us join,
What aid so present, Lord, as thine!

2 By thee secur'd, no fears we own,
Though earth, convuls'd, beneath us groan,
Though tempest o'er her surface sweep,
And whirl her hills into the deep;--

3 Though, arm'd with rage, before our eyes
That deep in all its horrors rise,
While, as the tumult spreads around,
The mountains tremble at the sound.

4 Behold fair Sion's blest retreat,
Where God has fixt his awful seat;
Whose walls to heaven's almighty Lord
His chosen residence afford.

5 God, ever watchful, ever nigh
Bids storms around her harmless fly;
His early care each foe withstands,
And backward turns the yielding bands.

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First Line: On Thee, great Ruler of the skies
Publication Date: 1832
Meter: L. M.
Topic: In time of war; Public and national Blessings and Afflictions
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