For the Might of Thine Arm

For the might of Thine arm we bless Thee

Our God

our fa­thers’ God;

Thou hast kept Thy pil­grim peo­ple

By the strength of Thy staff and rod;

Thou hast called us to the jour­ney

Which faith­less feet ne’er trod;

For the might of Thine arm we bless Thee:

Our God

our fa­thers’ God.

For the love of Christ con­strain­ing

That bound their hearts as one;

For the faith in truth and free­dom

In which their work was done;

For the peace of God’s ev­an­gel

Wherewith their feet were shod;

For the might of Thine arm we bless Thee:

Our God

our fa­thers’ God.

We are watch­ers of a bea­con

Whose light must nev­er die;

We are guard­ians of an al­tar

That shows Thee ev­er nigh;

We are child­ren of Thy free­men

Who sleep be­neath the sod;

For the might of Thine arm we bless Thee:

Our God

our fa­thers’ God.

May the sha­dow of Thy pre­sence

Around our camp be spread;

Baptize us with the cour­age

Thou gav­est to our dead;

O keep us in the path­way

Their saint­ly feet have trod;

For the might of Thine arm we bless Thee

Our God

our fa­thers’ God.