Psalm 80, Adopted to the Church of England, Part 3

1 8 The vineyard which Thine own right hand
Hath planted in these nations, see;
The branch that rose at Thy command.
And yielded gracious fruit to Thee:

'Tis now cut down, and burn'd with fire:
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake!
Visit Thy foes in righteous ire.
Vengeance on all Thy haters take.

Look on them with Thy flaming eyes,
The sin-consuming virtue dart;
And bid our fallen Church arise,
And make us after Thine own heart.
2 1 To us our nursing-fathers raise;
Thy grace be on the great bestow'd;
And let the king show forth Thy praise,
And rise to build the house of God.
2 2 Thou hast ordain'd the powers that be:
Strengthen Thy delegate below;
He bears the rule derived from Thee;
O let him all Thy image show!

Support him with Thy guardian hand,
Thy royal grace be seen in him;
King of a re-converted land,
In goodness as in power supreme!

So will we not from Thee go back,
If Thou our ruin'd Church restore;
No, never more will we forsake.
No, never Avill we grieve Thee more.

Revive, O God of power, revive
Thy work in our degenerate days!
O let us by Thy mercy live.
And all our lives shall speak Thy praise.

Turn us again, O Lord! and show
The brightness of Thy lovely face;
So shall we all be saints below.
And saved, and perfected in grace.