1 Not alone for mighty empire,
Stretching far o'er land and sea;
Not alone for bounteous harvests,
Lift we up our hearts to Thee.
Standing in the living present,
Memory and hope between,
Lord, we would with deep thanksgiving
Praise Thee most for things unseen.
2 Not for battleship and fortress,
Not for conquests of the sword;
But for conquests of the spirit
Give we thanks to Thee, O Lord;
For the heritage of freedom,
For the home, the church, the school;
For the open door to manhood
In a land the people rule.
3 For the armies of the faithful,
Souls that passed and left no name;
For the glory that illumines
Patriot lives of deathless fame;
For our prophets and apostles,
Loyal to the living Word;
For all heroes of the Spirit,
Give we thanks to Thee, O Lord.
4 God of justice, save the people
From the clash of race and creed,
From the strife of class and faction:
Make our nation free indeed.
Keep her faith in simple manhoood
Strong as when her life began,
Till it find its full fruition
In the brotherhood of man.
|First Line:||Not alone for mighty empire|
|Title:||Not Alone for Mighty Empire|
|Author:||William P. Merrill, 1867-1954|
|Topic:||All Saints Day; Choir; Citizenship, Christian3 more...|