Our Birthright

God of the Nations! Thou whose might Hath led us from the dark to light, Since first a puny people we Sought and obtained our Liberty! Grant, we beseech Thee, for the Earth A Peace that shall have noble birth! A Peace that shall beneath its wings Enfold the brightest, best of things! Keep Thou the people of that land, Who for their homes and firesides stand; Teach Thou another land to rest Her arms, and bend her haughty crest! Bring Thou within the fold of right All who are plagued with war and blight! And bring, O God, in this New Year, A reign of Love and not of Fear! So shall we keep Thy word divine; So shall the land no more repine; And this wide world, oppressed with fear, Look onward to a brighter year. God of the Nations! Thou whose might Hath led us from the dark to light, Grant us to live that we may be Worthy our birthright--Liberty!