A Prayer for King George: Another

The humble prayers which pierce the skies.
Mingled with Jesu's sacrifice,
Will God refuse to hear.
Who bids us for our monarch pray,
Honour, and cheerfully obey
His dread vicegerent here!

His firmest friends, unbought, unknown.
We pray Thee to support his throne,
His person to defend.
For whom we in Thy Spirit cry,
Keep as the apple of an eye
And all his troubles end.

His friends from principle increase:
And when exulting in success
His foes their arrows shoot,
Confounding their malicious joy,
The dire conspirators destroy,
Destroy them branch and root.

But let them have their judgment here.
And 'scape Thine utmost wrath severe.
If Thou their bodies slay.
The dying penitents forgive.
And bid their souls through mercy live
In that eternal day.