Classic Poem

1. God set us here till savage rulers fell,
2. Pray him on us his blessings to bestow,
The glory of his name, we gladly sing,
Our lives preserving by his sovereign grace,
And from the earth his praises forth shall bring,
Thus we no evil spirit e'er shall face,
That he with us may hence-forth ever dwell.
And may prosperity forever know.

3. His power with strength shall always us endow,
Our wants to meet, our cattle to increase,
Ourselves from savages and foes release;
For which to him devoutly let us bow.

4. Sinners, O Lord, we bow before thy throne,
Implore thy aid, in thee our trust we place;
Thou our protection art in our distress;
The glory, Lord, we give to thee alone.