'T IS God that girds our armor on, And all our just designs fulfils; Through Him our feet can swiftly run, And nimbly climb the steepest hills. Lessons of war from Him we take, And manly weapons learn to wield; Strong bows of steel with ease we break, Forced by our stronger arms to yield. 'T is God that still supports our right, His just revenge our foes pursues; 'T is He that with resistless might, Fierce nations to His power subdues. Our universal safeguard He! From Whom our lasting honors flow; He made us great, and set us free From our remorseless bloody foe. Therefore to celebrate His fame, Our grateful voice to Heaven we'll raise; And nations, strangers to His name, Shall thus be taught to sing His praise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT SONNET TO GUIDO CAVALCANTI by DANTE ALIGHIERI WRITTEN ON A WALL AT WOODSTOCK by ELIZABETH I MISS KILMANSEGG AND HER PRECIOUS LEG: HER BIRTH by THOMAS HOOD THE BALLAD OF READING GAOL by OSCAR WILDE A REMEMBERED FACE by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG |