Faith of our fathers
living still
In spite of dungeon
fire and sword
O how our hearts beat high with joy
Whene’er we hear that glorious word!
Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death!
Our fathers
chained in prisons dark
Were still in heart and conscience free;
And blest would be their children’s fate
If they
like them should die for thee:
we will strive
To win all nations unto thee;
And through the truth that comes from God
Mankind shall then indeed be free.
we will love
Both friend and foe in all our strife
And preach thee
too
as love knows how
By kindly words and virtuous life.
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