History & Politics
Thanksgiving
From Hymns Written in the Time of the Tumults, June 1780 · Osborn ed., vol. 8 (1870)
All glory to God! Pluck'd out of the flame,
We publish abroad His wonderful name,
With glad exultation And heartiest praise,
Ascribing salvation To Jesus's grace.
When devils and men Against us arose.
And traitors unseen, And legions of foes
Together conspired The state to' o'erturn.
And profligates hired Our cities to burn;
Thou wouldst not restrain The wicked from sin,
But slackening their chain, Didst let them begin:
Beyond Thy permission Our land to o'erthrow.
The sons of perdition No farther could go.
The remnant that pray'd Thou couldst not disown:
They brought to our aid Omnipotence down:
Omnipotence hasted Our foes to expel.
And suddenly blasted The project of hell.
The tumult so loud No farther proceeds,
No longer the crowd Ride over our heads,
The ravaging fires Are quench'd by Thy word,
Rebellion expires, And peace is restored.
Through mercy set free. The grace we receive,
And ransom'd by Thee Thy servants we live.
Thy power to deliver. Thy love we proclaim,
And triumph for ever In Jesus's name.
FINIS.
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Wesley, Charles. “Thanksgiving.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/2220/.
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