1 America, beloved land,
In rev’rence here thy children stand;
From West, from South, from East, from North,
Thy heroes show thy power forth.
Thy raging war-bolts rend and crash,
Thy foes to swift destruction dash;
Yet grant, O God, that wars may cease,
And keep us in Thy holy peace!
Yet grant, O God, that wars may cease,
And keep us in Thy holy peace!
2 Our country, sacred, glorious blest,
Defender of the poor, oppressed;
Forever may thy people be
United, equal, brave, and free;
Their radiant banner never furled,
Their mission to uplift the world;
Almighty God, stretch out Thy hand,
In blessing, o’er our native land.
Almighty God, stretch out Thy hand,
In blessing, o’er our native land.
3 Her sons pledge riches, life, and fame,
To keep unstained her spotless name;
Their blood has dropped like crimson rain,
Their great deeds live and shout again;
But let us not in pow’r and pride,
Forsake our fathers’ Light and Guide;
Eternal God, ne’er turn Thy face,
From deathless Freedom’s chosen race!
Eternal God, ne’er turn Thy face,
From deathless Freedom’s chosen race!
Source: Gospel Herald in Song #232