When Wilt Thou Save the People?

When wilt Thou save the peo­ple?

O God of mer­cy

when?

Not kings and lords

but na­tions

Not thrones and crowns

but men!

Flowers of Thy heart

O God

are they;

Let them not pass

like weeds

away;

Their her­it­age a sun­less day:

O God

save the peo­ple!

Shall crime bring crime for­ev­er

Strength aid­ing still the strong?

Is it Thy will

O Fa­ther

That man shall toil for wrong?

No

say Thy mount­ains; No

Thy skies;

Man’s cloud­ed sun shall bright­ly rise

And songs as­cend

in­stead of sighs:

O God

save the peo­ple!

When wilt Thou save the peo­ple?

O God of mer­cy

when?

The peo­ple

Lord

the peo­ple

Not thrones and crowns

but men!

God save the peo­ple; Thine they are

Thy child­ren

as Thine an­gels fair:

From vice

op­press­ion

and de­spair

O God

save the peo­ple!