1 Swell the anthem, raise the song;
Praises to our God belong.
Saints and angels join to sing
Praises to the heav'nly King.
Blessings from His lib'ral hand
Flow around this happy land.
Kept by Him, no foes annoy;
Peace and freedom we enjoy.
2 Here, beneath a peaceful sway,
May we cheerfully obey,
Never feel oppression's rod,
Ever own and worship God.
Hark, the voice of nature sings
Praises to the King of kings.
Let us join the choral song
And the grateful notes prolong.
|First Line:||Swell the anthem, raise the song|
|Title:||Swell the Anthem, Raise the Song|
|Author:||Nathan Strong (1799)|
|Topic:||Times and Seasons: The Nation|
|AT THE LAMB'S HIGH FEAST WE SING (Trinity Hymnal 420)|
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|Come and Give Thanks||CANON OF THANKS, A||Three Hymns of Praise, Set 8|