Our pilgrim brethren dwelling far,
O God of truth and love,
Light Thou their path with Thine own star,
Bright beaming from above.
Wide as their mighty rivers flow,
Let Thine own truth extend;
Where prairies spread and forests grow,
O Lord, Thy Gospel send.
Then will a mighty nation own
A union firm and strong;
The scepter of th’eternal throne
Shall rule its councils long.