The Bright Array ‎#159

159. God Bless Our Native Land

1 God bless our native land;
Firm may she ever stand,
Thro’ storm and night;
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of wind and wave,
Do Thou our country save
By Thy great might.

2 Lo, our hearts’ prayers arise
Into the upper skies,
Regions of light;
He who hath heard each sigh,
Watcheth each weeping eye;
He is forever nigh,
Venger of Right.

3 For her our prayer shall rise
To God above the skies;
On Him we wait;
Thou who art ever nigh,
Guarding with watchful eye,
To Thee aloud we cry,
God save the State.

Text Information

• First Line: God bless our native land, Firm may she
• Title: God Bless Our Native Land
• Author: Rev. Chas. T. Brooks, alt
• Publication Date: 1889
• Scripture:
  1 Kings 8:57

Tune Information

• Name: [God bless our native land]
• Composer: Robert Lowry