Be with Us Still

God of all might

our fa­thers’ God

This land we love be­longs to Thee

From shores the pil­grims’ feet first trod

Far west­ward stretch­ing to the sea;

Lest in our van­ity and pride

We cease to do Thy right­eous will

And from the right now turn aside

Be with us still! Be with us still!

God of all might be with us still!

In free­dom’s cause our fa­thers fought

And crossed the wild and stor­my deep;

The price­less boon which here they bought

May we

their child­ren

ev­er keep;

That as a na­tion strong we may

Our high­est des­ti­ny ful­fill

Nor fool­ish­ly go far as­tray.

By greed of pow­er or lust of gain

May we be tempt­ed nev­er­more!

Forbid

O Lord

that we should stain

Fair free­dom’s flag with hu­man gore

For sake of con­quest; ra­ther

let

Christ’s ten­der love our bo­soms fill;

Lest in our fol­ly we for­get

If for an em­pire we will seek

Still oth­er lands be­yond the sea

We’ll wait

O Lord

till Thou dost speak

For Thou wouldst have all peo­ple free;

O let us not

in free­dom’s name

Go forth to pil­lage

burn and kill;

Lest for such deeds we blush with shame.