Verse 1
Sing to the Lord, for he alone
Gave us the victory!
He hath our threatning foes o’erthrown,
And cast into the sea.
Worship and strength to him belong,
And praise is all his due:
The Lord is our triumphal song,
And our salvation too.
Verse 2
To him we will our trophies raise,
And chaunt his matchless powers:
Our fathers’s God, exalt his praise,
Our fathers’ God is ours!
Prepare his place with humble zeal,
Who takes his people’s part;
The Lord eternally shall dwell
In every faithful heart.
Verse 3
The Lord, he is a man of war,
In every age the same;
Let Britain sav’d with shouts declare
The great Jehovah’s name:
Jehovah on our foes did frown
Amidst their furious boast,
And cast their chosen captains down,
And drowned half their host.
Verse 4
Into the depths they sunk as lead,
Who thee and thine oppos’d,
They sunk at once; and o’er their head
The mighty waters clos’d!
Thine own right-hand with power supreme,
With glorious dreadful power,
In pieces dash’d their ships and them,
And bad the gulph devour.
Verse 5
In vain the fierce invader swore,
“I will lay waste their isle,
Pursue them on their native shore,
And seize, and part the spoil;
Will on the hereticks abhor’d
My lust of vengeance cloy,
And draw my consecrated sword,
And young and old destroy.”
Verse 6
For great in majesty divine,
Thy wrathful Spirit blew,
Blasted their arrogant design,
And all their host o’erthrew:
Into the depths they sunk as lead
Who thee and thine oppos’d,
They sunk at once; and o’er their head
The mighty waters clos’d.
Verse 7
Which of the saints by Rome ador’d
With superstitious prayer,
Or who among their gods, O Lord,
Can unto thee compare?
Not all the gods of wood and stone,
To whom their worship’s given,
Nor her they rank above her Son,
The Virgin Queen of heaven.
Verse 8
Thou art our only God and King,
Glorious in holiness,
Thy wonder-working power we sing,
And tremble while we praise:
Thou stretched’st forth thy strong right-hand,
And the abyss below
Did horribly its jaws expand,
And swallow’d up the foe.
Verse 9
But thou hast sav’d the chosen seed,
The children of thy grace;
And Israel’s STRENGTH shall Israel lead
Into the holy place;
Compleat the saving work begun
By thine almighty hand,
And bring thy favourite people on
Into the promis’d land.
Verse 10
Struck from above with sacred fear,
The hostile nations round
Shall of our great deliverance hear,
And sicken at the sound;
Canaan’s inhabitants shall quake,
The antichristian powers,
And Babylon the great shall shake
Throughout her threat’ned towers.
Verse 11
Presaging that her time is come,
Her retribution day,
The chiefs of persecuting Rome
Shall faint, and melt away:
Horror the mighty men shall seize,
Who sought thy church’s harm,
While all in silent awe confess
The greatness of thine arm.
Verse 12
Not one, till Israel is past o’er,
Thy people shall molest,
Till, led by thee, we reach the shore,
And gain the land of rest;
The land we surely shall possess,
And never thence remove,
Fixt on the mount of holiness,
The mount of perfect love.
Verse 13
Then wilt thou in the saints reside,
And make their hearts thy throne,
And shew the world thy spotless bride,
And claim them for thine own;
Then the believing world shall sing
“The Lord his right obtains,
Jesus is universal King,
And God forever reigns.”