Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
O happy nation, where the Lord|
Reveals the treasure of his word,
And builds his church, his earthly throne!
His eye the heathen world surveys,
He formed their hearts, he knows their ways;
But God their Maker is unknown.
2. Let kings rely upon their host,
3. The eye of thy compassion, Lord,|
Doth more secure defence afford
When death or dangers threat'ning stand:
Thy watchful eye preserves the just,
Who make thy name their fear and trust,
When wars or famine waste the land.
4. In sickness, or the bloody field,
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