Prayer of Thanksgiving
We gather together to ask the Lord’s blessing;
He chastens, and hastens his will to make known;
The wicked oppressing now cease from distressing.
Sing praises to his name;
He forgets not his own.
Beside us to guide us, our God with us joining,
Ordaining, maintaining his kingdom divine;
So from the beginning the fight we were winning;
Thou, Lord, wast at our side;
All glory be thine!
We all do extol thee, thou leader triumphant,
And pray that thou still our defender wilt be.
Let thy congregation escape tribulation;
Thy name be ever praised!
O Lord, make us free!
Text: Anon., The Netherlands, ca. 1626; trans. by Theodore Baker, 1851–1934
Music: Anon., The Netherlands, ca. 1625; arr. by Edward Kremser, 1838–1914