The followers of the Lamb?
Or—
Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears!
The patriotic lyrics and hymns of Watts have sounded, how in his day they throbbed, with that pulse of prayer for our country:
Shine, mighty God! on Britain shine
With beams of heavenly grace;
Reveal Thy power through all our coasts,
And show Thy smiling face.
Amidst our isle, exalted high,
Do Thou our glory stand;