The chariots of God are twenty thousand, even thousands of angels: the Lord is among them, as in Sinai, in the holy place. Psalm 68:17
Words: Ulrich Zwingli, circa 1529 (Herr, nun heb den Wagen selb). Translator unknown, before 1900. This hymn is also known as Das Kappeler Lied—some think Zwingli wrote it during the First War of Kappel.
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Do Thou direct Thy chariot, Lord,
And guide us at Thy will;
Without Thy aid our strength is vain,
And useless all our skill.
Look down upon Thy saints below
When prostrate laid beneath the foe.
Belovèd Shepherd, who hast saved
Our souls from death and sin,
Uplift Thy voice, awake Thy sheep,
That slumbering lie within
Thy fold; and curb, with Thy right hand,
The rage of Satan’s furious band.
Send down Thy peace and banish strife,
Let bitterness depart;
Revive the spirit of Thy grace
In each true Christian’s heart;
Then shall Thy Church forever sing
The praises of her heavenly king.