EN 942 Our Nation, God, Its Heart to Thee Upraiseth
Ps.44.1
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Our nation, God, its heart to Thee upraiseth,
O Lord, the nation bows before Thy face:
With high thanksgiving, Thee Thy glad church praiseth,
Our strength Thy Spir’t, our trust and hope Thy grace.
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Unto great honor, glory undeserved,
Hast Thou exalted us, and drawn Thee nigh:
Nor, from Thy judgments, when our feet had swerved,
Didst Thou forsake, nor leave us, Lord most high.
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In Thee our fathers trusted, and were saved,
In Thee destroyed thrones of tyrants proud:
From ancient bondage freed the poor enslaved;
To sow Thy truth poured out their saintly blood.
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Us now, we pray, O God, in anger scorn not,
Nor to vainglorying leave, nor brutish sense
In time of trouble Thy face from us turn not,
Who art our Rock, our stately sure defense.
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Unto our minds give freedom and uprightness;
Let strengthened courage lead o’er land and wave,
To our souls’ armor grant celestial brightness,
Joy to our hearts, and faith beyond the grave.
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Our plenteous nation still in power extending,
Increase our joy, uphold us by Thy Word:
Beauty and wisdom all our ways attending,
Good will to man and peace through Christ our Lord.

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