Latinised Hymns

To thee our God we fly

To thee our God we fly
For mercy and for grace;
O hear our lowly cry,
And hide not thou thy face.
O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand
And guard and bless our fatherland.

Arise, O Lord of Hosts!
Be jealous for thy name,
And drive from out our coasts
The sins that put to shame.

Thy best gifts from on high
In rich abundance pour,
That we may magnify
And praise thee more and more.

The powers ordained by thee
With heavenly wisdom bless;
May they thy servants be,
And rule in righteousness.

The Church of thy dear Son
Inflame with love's pure fire,
Bind her once more in one,
And life and truth inspire.

The pastors of thy fold
With grace and power endue,
That faithful, pure and bold,
They may be pastors true.

O let us love thy house,
And sanctify thy day,
Bring unto thee our vows,
And loyal homage pay.

Give peace, Lord, in our time;
O let no foe draw nigh,
Nor lawless deed of crime
Insult thy majesty.

Though vile and worthless, still
Thy people, Lord, are we;
And for our God we will
None other have but thee.
O Lord, stretch forth, etc.

W.W. How

Ad te, qui bonus es
clemensque, fugimus;
oramus humiles:
ne lateas, Deus.
Fortem protende dexteram
nostramque serva patriam.

Rex Sabaoth Deus,
surge et te vindica;
quod pudet his scelus
e finibus fuga.

Tu praemia bona
effunde caelitus:
tua usque encomia
sic iterabimus.

Da quos praefeceris
divine sapiant
et legibus tuis
regentes pareant.

Tu Filii tui
incende Ecclesiam
vetansque dividi
fac veram, vividam.

Fac gratia tua
pastores vigeant,
oves et integra
fide custodiant.

Ne templa tua, ne
spernamus Sabbatum,
te voto supplice
fatentes Dominum.

Da nobis otium,
nec hostes prope sint,
nec crimina tuum
honorem laeserint.

Indigna plebs licet,
sed tua plebs sumus;
Es Deus noster, et
non erit alius.
Fortem protende etc.