  God of our Fathers, whose almighty hand Leads forth in beauty, all the starry band Of shining worlds, in splendour thro’ the skies, Our grateful songs, before Thy throne arise. Thy love divine, hath led us in the past; In this Free Land, by Thee our lot is cast; Be Thou our ruler, guardian, guide, and stay, Thy Word our law, Thy paths our chosen way. From war’s alarms, from deadly pestilence, Be Thy strong arm our ever sure defence; Thy true religion in our hearts increase, Thy bounteous goodness nourish us in Peace. Refresh Thy people on their toilsome way; Lead us from night to never-ending day; Fill all our lives with love and grace divine; And glory, laud, and praise be ever Thine! D. C. Roberts (1876) |
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