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,

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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.

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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,

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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.

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