694. Great Lord of all, thy matchless power

1 Great Lord of all, thy matchless power
Archangels in the heavens adore;
With them our Sov'reign thee we own,
And bow the knee before thy throne,

2 Let dove-ey'd peace with odour'd wing,
On us her grateful blessing fling;
Freedom spread beauteous as the morn,
And plenty fill her ample horn.

3 Pour on our Chief thy mercies down,
His days with heavenly wisdom crown;
Resolve his heart, where'er he goes,
'To lanch the stream that duty shows.'

4 Over our Capitol diffuse,
From hills divine, thy welcome dews,
While Congress, in one patriot band,
Prove the firm fortress of our land.

5 Our Magistrates with grace sustain,
Nor let them bear the sword in vain;
Long as they fill their awful seat,
Be vice seen dying at their feet.

6 For ever from the western sky,
Bid the 'destroying angel' fly!
With grateful songs our hearts inspire,
And round us blaze a wall of fire.

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First Line: Great Lord of all, thy matchless power
Meter: L. M.
Publication Date: 1828
Topic: For the President, Congress, Magistrates
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