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Poem
January 26, 1782
The New Hampshire Gazette And General Advertiser
Portsmouth, Exeter, Rockingham County, New Hampshire
What is this article about?
A religious hymn praising God for aiding the American republic's establishment, providing military leaders and victories, and bestowing bountiful harvests, sung in New Jersey churches on the day of the General Thanksgiving.
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The following Address of Praise to the Deity, (adapted to the occasion) was sung on the day of the late General Thanksgiving in several of the churches in New-Jersey.
To Thee great sovereign of the keys
This day our grateful songs resound
From ev'ry heart shall incense rise,
And praise through all thy temples sound.
Our land, tributary slave,
Doom'd to rebellion's awful fate
When Heav'n a pow'rful monarch gave
To aid now pillars of the State
Rais'd and establish'd by thy pow'r
Firm props of the Republick's laws
Thy blessings on the people show'r,
Thine arm defends th' united cause.
Zion 'tis God alone inspires
Founded by Heav'n the fabricks rise
Th' astonish'd world the work admires
And owns the counsel of the wise.
New empires never rise by chance
No veering glass promotion blown
A sov'reign judge doth states advance
And lays oppressing kingdoms low
He forms our gen'ral prudent, brave
Gives the young Captains warlike skill
Angelic shields our troops preserve,
Who scale proud tow'rs with breasts of steel
No savage dread distrains the sword
While Heav'n's taught chief directs, the host
Submission bears the joyful word--
Mercy the christian conqueror boasts
The mem'ry of thy recent grace.
Afresh shall fire them for the field
The foe shall fled renew'd disgrace
And fly our shores, or shameful yield
Our fertile fields thy favours show
With gifts revolving seasons appear
Gifts! that in streams luxuriant flow
Thy goodness crowns th' auspicious year
Save us from all despondent cries;
Now may our trust in God be strong
Till full salvation shall arise,
And heav'n-born peace resound the song.
To Thee great sovereign of the keys
This day our grateful songs resound
From ev'ry heart shall incense rise,
And praise through all thy temples sound.
Our land, tributary slave,
Doom'd to rebellion's awful fate
When Heav'n a pow'rful monarch gave
To aid now pillars of the State
Rais'd and establish'd by thy pow'r
Firm props of the Republick's laws
Thy blessings on the people show'r,
Thine arm defends th' united cause.
Zion 'tis God alone inspires
Founded by Heav'n the fabricks rise
Th' astonish'd world the work admires
And owns the counsel of the wise.
New empires never rise by chance
No veering glass promotion blown
A sov'reign judge doth states advance
And lays oppressing kingdoms low
He forms our gen'ral prudent, brave
Gives the young Captains warlike skill
Angelic shields our troops preserve,
Who scale proud tow'rs with breasts of steel
No savage dread distrains the sword
While Heav'n's taught chief directs, the host
Submission bears the joyful word--
Mercy the christian conqueror boasts
The mem'ry of thy recent grace.
Afresh shall fire them for the field
The foe shall fled renew'd disgrace
And fly our shores, or shameful yield
Our fertile fields thy favours show
With gifts revolving seasons appear
Gifts! that in streams luxuriant flow
Thy goodness crowns th' auspicious year
Save us from all despondent cries;
Now may our trust in God be strong
Till full salvation shall arise,
And heav'n-born peace resound the song.
What sub-type of article is it?
Hymn
Song
What themes does it cover?
Religious Faith
Patriotism
War Military
What keywords are associated?
Thanksgiving Hymn
Deity Praise
Republic Establishment
Military Victory
New Jersey Churches
Divine Providence
American Rebellion
Poem Details
Subject
Sung On The Day Of The Late General Thanksgiving
Key Lines
To Thee Great Sovereign Of The Keys
This Day Our Grateful Songs Resound
From Ev'ry Heart Shall Incense Rise,
And Praise Through All Thy Temples Sound.
Our Land, Tributary Slave,
Doom'd To Rebellion's Awful Fate
When Heav'n A Pow'rful Monarch Gave
To Aid Now Pillars Of The State
Zion 'Tis God Alone Inspires
Founded By Heav'n The Fabricks Rise
Th' Astonish'd World The Work Admires
And Owns The Counsel Of The Wise.
He Forms Our Gen'ral Prudent, Brave
Gives The Young Captains Warlike Skill
Angelic Shields Our Troops Preserve,
Who Scale Proud Tow'rs With Breasts Of Steel
Save Us From All Despondent Cries;
Now May Our Trust In God Be Strong
Till Full Salvation Shall Arise,
And Heav'n Born Peace Resound The Song.