38b. Victory and triumph over temporal enemies

1 We love thee, Lord, and we adore,
Now is thine arm reveal'd;
Thou art our strength, our heav'nly tow'r,
Our bulwark and our shield.

2 We fly to our eternal Rock,
And find a sure defence;
His holy name our lips invoke,
And draw salvation thence.

3 When God our leader shines in arms,
What mortal heart can bear
The thunder of his loud alarms?
The light'ning of his spear?

4 He rides upon the winged wind,
And angels in array,
In millions, wait to know his mind,
And swift as flames obey.

5 He speaks, and at his fierce rebuke
Whole armies are dismay'd;
His voice, his frown, his angry look,
Strikes all their courage dead.

6 He forms our gen'rals for the field,
With all their dreadful skill
Gives them his awful sword to wield,
And makes their hearts of steel.

7 Oft has the Lord whole nations bless'd,
For his own church's sake:
The pow'rs that give his people rest
Shall of his care partake.

Text Information
First Line: We love thee, Lord, and we adore
Title: Victory and triumph over temporal enemies
Meter: Common Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1791
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