1 God bless our native land!
Firm may she ever stand,
Through storm and night;
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of winds and wave,
Do Thou our country save
By Thy great might.
2 For her our prayers shall rise
To God, above the skies;
On Him we wait;
Thou who art ever nigh,
Guarding with watchful eye,
To Thee aloud we cry,
God save the State!
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First Line: | God bless our native land! |
Meter: | 6s & 4s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | National Hymns; National Hymns: thanksgiving; National Hymns: humiliation(1 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: J. S. Dwight |