
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #33 (1740) Topics: Deliverance from despair First Line: To thine Almighty Arm we owe Lyrics: 1 To thine Almighty Arm we owe
The Triumph of the Day;
Thy Terrors, Lord, confound the Foe,
And melt their Strength away.
2 'Tis by thine Aid our Troops prevail,
And break united Pow'rs,
Or burn their boasted Fleets, or scale
The proudest of their Tow'rs.
3 How have we chas'd them thro' the Field,
And trod them to the Ground;
While thy Salvation was our Shield,
But they no Shelter found!
4 In vain to idol Saints they cry,
And perish in their Blood;
Where is a Rock so great, so high,
So pow'rful as our GOD?
5 The Rock of Israel ever lives,
His Name be ever blest;
'Tis his own Arm the Vict'ry gives,
And gives his People Rest.
6 On Kings that reign as David did,
He pours his Blessings down;
Secures their Honours to their Seed,
And well supports the Crown. Scripture: Psalm 18 Languages: English
The Conqueror's Song