1 Great Ruler of the eath and skies,
A word of Thy almighty breath
Can sink the world, or bid it rise;
Thy smile is life, Thy frown is death.

2 When angry nations rush to arms,
And rage and noise, and tumult reign,
And war resounds its dire alarms,
And slaughter spreads the hostile plains;

3 Thy sovereign eye looks calmly down,
And marks their course, and bounds their power;
Thy word the angry nations own,
And noise and war are heard no more.

4 Then peace returns with balmy wing,
Sweet peace! with her what blessings fled!
Glad plenty laughs, the valleys sing,
Reviving commerce lifts her head.

5 Thou good, and wise, and righteous Lord,
All move subservient to Thy will;
And peace and war await Thy word,
And Thy sublime decrees fulfill.

6 To Thee we pay our grateful songs,
Thy kind protection still implore;
O may our hearts, and lives and tongues
Confess Thy goodness and adore.