Another year com­plet­ed,
The day comes round once more
Which with our pa­tron’s ra­di­ance
Is bright as here­to­fore.
Now, strong in hope, unit­ed
His fes­tiv­al we greet;
He will pre­sent our trou­bles
Before the mer­cy-seat.

The Scrip­tures tell how Mos­es
Did for the peo­ple pray,
Appeased the Judge eter­nal,
And turned His wrath away;
Elijah’s pray­er had pow­er,
To close and op­en Heav’n;
Such saints as were afore­time,
Such saints to us are giv’n.

O saint of God, be­lov­èd,
And placed on His right hand,
Thy pray­ers be like a ram­part
As ’gainst the foe we stand;
For Ab­ra­ham’s God is thy God,
And Is­aac’s God is thine,
Thine is the God of Ja­cob,
The Lord of pow­er be­nign.

For for­ty years His Is­ra­el
He fed with an­gels’ food;
The flin­ty rock He op­ened
The streams of wa­ter flowed.
Entreat that Christ His peo­ple
May lead to vic­to­ry:
The God of Jo­shua’s tri­umph
The Lord thy God is He.