Fountain of power and dignity,
Thy magistrates preserve and bless,
Ordained, not by the crowd, but Thee,
To curb the floods of wickedness,
Commissioned ministers of Thine,
Clothed with authority divine.
Strengthen them in the gap to stand,
To bear the sword, and not in vain,
To spread Thy terror thro’ the land,
And truth and righteousness maintain,
And ancient piety restore
In all its purity and power.
The guardians of religion true,
Its witnesses vouchsafe to make:
And when Thee in the clouds we view,
And when Thou dost the kingdom take,
The good they did Thy Church reward
As done unto her heav’nly Lord.