God saved His people from distress
And led them thro' the wilderness;
Then mountains trembled in their place,
The heav'ns were bowed before His face.
With copious show'rs Thou didst assuage
The thirsting of Thy heritage,
Thy congregation dwelt secure;
Thou, God, art gracious to the poor.
The Lord sent forth His mighty word,
And shouts of victory were heard;
The women came, a mighty throng,
To join the glad triumphant song.
When God His chosen people led,
The kings and armies turned and fled;
The hosts of God victorious fought,
And home their spoils and trophies bro't
God's people rested, free from care,
In glorious peace and beauty fair;
Their mighty King did over throw
The hostile kings like driven snow.
All mountains unto God belong,
But Zion's holy mountains strong
Above them all the Lord loves well,
An d there He will for ever dwell.
Great hosts to holy wars have trod,
The armies of the living God;
Among them He reveals His face,
The God of justice and of grace.
Thou hast ascended up on high
And captive led captivity;
They come with gifts, who did rebel,
That with them God the Lord might dwell.
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