VAINLY through the night the ranger

VAINLY through the night the ranger Keeps his watch lest foes alarm; Still the city lies in danger But for God's protecting arm:

Vain were all our toil and labour Did not God that labour bless; Vain without His grace and favour Every talent we possess:

Vainer still the hope of heaven That on human strength relies; But to him shall help be given Who in humble faith applies.

Seek we then the Lord's Anointed, He shall grant us peace and rest; Ne'er was suppliant disappointed Who through Christ his prayer address'd. 1829, a