Hymns for Times of Trouble and Persecution (1744)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
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| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1744 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-hymns-for-times-of-trouble-and-persecution-1744-010 |
| Words | 391 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
(Thou only didst the blessing give, The glory, Lord, be thine.) Let all with thankful joy receive The benefit divine. To those, who thee in him obey, The Sp'rit of grace impart; His dear, his sacred burthen lay On every loyal heart. O let us pray, and never cease, "Defend him, Lord, defend; 'Stablish his throne in glorious peace, And save him to the end." Another A Prayer for His Majesty King George. Immortal Potentate, Whose sov'reign will is fate, Own the king we have from thee, Bless the man of thy right-hand, Crown him with thy majesty, Let him in thine image stand. Him for thy glory's sake, Thy faithful subject make: Pour the unction from above, All the gifts divine impart, Make him happy in thy love, Make him after thine own heart. His sacred life defend, And save him to the end: Page 20 Guard from all impending harms, O Almighty King of kings; Keep him in thy mercy's arms, Wrap him in thy mercy's wings. Defeat, confound, oppress The troublers of his peace: Blast their every vain design; 'Stablish thou his quiet throne; Tell his foes "This soul is mine, Touch not mine anointed one." Preserve a life so dear, And long detain him here: Late his spotless soul receive To thy palace in the skies; Bid him late in glory live, Live the life that never dies. Another A Prayer for His Majesty King George. Fountain of power, from whom descends The regal dignity divine, Thine is the reign that never ends; An everlasting throne is thine: Princes by thy appointment reign; Thou hast to ours the sceptre given; Confirm the grant, thine own maintain, The chosen delegate of heaven. Honour, and majesty, and might, Still, Lord, on our dread sire bestow; Assert his cause, uphold his right, And give him to thy church below; In answer to our fervent prayer, Thy blessings on his head shower down, And take into thy choicest care A life far dearer than our own. Page 21 Thousands of ours are vile to his; His guardian thou be ever nigh; Nor let the hope of Israel cease, Nor let the light of Israel die. Still may he by thy special grace A blessing to these kingdoms live; Give him a length of prosperous days, The riches of thy mercy give.