1 O happy land, whose sons in youth,
In sturdy strength and noble truth,
Like plants in vigor spring;
Whose daughters fair, a queenly race,
Are like the cornerstones that grace
The palace of a king,
The palace of a king.
2 O happy land, when flock and field
Their rich, abundant increase yield,
And blessings multiply;
When plenty all thy people share,
And no invading foe is there,
And no distressful cry,
And no distressful cry.
3 O happy people, favored land
To whom the Lord with liberal hand
Hath thus His goodness shown;
Yes, surely is that people blest
By whom Jehovah is confessed
To be their God alone,
To be their God alone.
|First Line:||O happy land, whose sons in youth|
|Meter:||C. P. M.|
|Topic:||Blessedness: Of Those Trusting Christ; Children: A blessing; Christ: Providences of7 more...|