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Of knowledge, truth, and Thee:
And let our hills and valleys shout
The songs of liberty.

mp 5 Here may religion pure and mild
Upon our Sabbaths smile;
And piety and virtue reign,

And bless our native isle. mp6 Lord of the nations, thus to Thee Our country we commend ;

cr Be Thou her refuge and her trust, Her everlasting Friend. Amen. J. R. WREFORD.

God, Who holdest in Thy hand
The islands of the sea;

Whose bounty makes our native land
So glorious, great, and free:

mf 2 We bless Thee for Thy guardian care, Who dost our foes restrain,

And for the freedom, large and fair,
Our fathers died to gain.

mp3 Now bend our hearts to Thy command; And grant us wisdom true

To know the times, and understand
What England ought to do.

Election.

mp4 The heat of party strife abate,

And teach us how to choose

Good men and wise to guide the State-
The evil to refuse.

mf 5 Let all our chosen rulers hail
The kingdom of Thy Son,

And strive that virtue may prevail,
That justice may be done :

f6 That so the land Thou deign'st to bless May flourish, all our days,

In freedom, peace, and righteousness;
And Thine shall be the praise. Amen.
T. G. CRIPPEN.

SABAOTH. (1st Tune.) With energy. Rather er fast.