Psalm 21:1 [The King, O Lord, With Songs Of Praise]

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Title:     Psalm 21:1 [The King, O Lord, With Songs Of Praise]
Author: Isaac Watts [More Titles by Watts]

Psalm 21:1. C. M.
Our king is the care of heaven.

The king, O Lord, with songs of praise,
Shall in thy strength rejoice;
And, blest with thy salvation, raise
To heaven his cheerful voice.

Thy sure defence, thro' nations round,
Has spread his glorious name;
And his successful actions crown'd
With majesty and fame.

Then let the king on God alone
For timely aid rely;
His mercy shall support the throne,
And all our wants supply.

But, righteous Lord, his stubborn foes
Shall feel thy dreadful hand
Thy vengeful arm shall find out those
That hate his mild command.

When thou against them dost engage,
Thy just but dreadful doom
Shall, like a fiery oven's rage,
Their hopes and them consume.

Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare,
And thus exalt thy fame;
Whilst we glad songs of praise prepare
For thine almighty name.

[The end]
Isaac Watts's poem: Psalm 21:1 [The King, O Lord, With Songs Of Praise]

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