Scripture Verse

Your cities are burned with fire: your land, strangers devour it in your presence. Isaiah 1:7


Words: Re­gi­nald He­ber (1783–1826). Pub­lished post­hu­mous­ly in Hymns Writ­ten and Adapt­ed to the Week­ly Church Ser­vice of the Year (Lon­don: J. Mur­ray, 1827), page 111.

Music: Isle­worth Sam­uel How­ard, 1765 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

  • Fitzwilliam tra­di­tion­al Eng­lish me­lo­dy, in The Eng­lish Hym­nal (Lon­don: Ox­ford Uni­ver­si­ty Press, 1906), num­ber 448 (🔊 pdf nwc)

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of How­ard (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Reginald Heber


From foes that would the land devour,
From guilty pride and lust of power;
From wild sedition’s lawless hour;
From yoke of slavery.

From blinded zeal by faction led;
From giddy change by fancy bred;
From poisonous error’s serpent head
Good Lord, preserve us free!

Defend, O God! with guardian hand,
The laws and ruler of our land,
And grant our Church Thy grace to stand
In faith and unity!

The Spirit’s help of Thee we crave,
That Thou, whose blood was shed to save,
May’st at Thy second coming, have
A flock to welcome Thee!