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Its autumn storms are lowering from the sky:
Shine on us with Thy light, O God most high;
Our Guide in toil, our Guardian in repose.
From Bethlehem's Day-star waxing ever on ;
Through every cloud Thy blesséd Sun hath shone:
But for Thy Church the day is always bright.
The track Thy Hand hath ordered for our way;
Light us when shadows gather o'er our day;
And then our darkness with Thy glory fill.
From lands and seas, and each created race ;
Praise from the worlds His hand hath launched in space; Praise from the Church, and from the Heavenly Host; Praise to the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost !
4 So will Thy people, with thankful devotion,
Praise Him who saved them from peril and sword, Shouting in chorus, from ocean to ocean,
Peace to the nations, and praise to the Lord !
934 I Like Israel's host to exile driven, i Faith of our fathers ! living still
Across the flood the fathers fled ; In spite of dungeon, fire, and sword, Their hands bore up the ark of Heaven, Oh how our hearts beat high with joy And Heaven their trusting footsteps Whene'er we hear that glorious word! led,
Faith of our fathers ! Holy Faith! Till on these savage shores they trod, We will be true to thee till death. And won the wilderness for God.
2 Our fathers, chained in prisons dark, 2 Then, when their weary ark found rest,
Were still in heart and conscience Another Zion proudly grew,
free : In more than Judah's glory dressed,
How sweet would be their children's With light that Israel never knew:
fate, From sea to sea her empire spread,
If they, like them, could die for thee! Her temple Heaven, and Christ her
Faith of our fathers ! Holy Faith! Head.
We will be true to thee till death. 3 Then let the grateful church, to-day,
Its ancient rite with gladness keep; 3 Faith of our fathers ! we will love And still our fathers' God display
Both friend and foe in all our strife; His kindness, though the fathers And preach thee too, as love knows sleep:
how, Oh, bless, as thou hast blessed the past, By kindly words and virtuous life : While earth, and time, and heaven shall Faith of our fathers ! Holy Faith! last!
We will be true to thee till death.
Gracious, mighty, sovereign Lord,
Save Thy people, bless our land! 2 By Thyself, the Source of grace,
By Thy Headship of our race,
4 On our fields of grass and grain
Drop, O Lord, the kindly rain;
5 Let our rulers ever be
Men that love and honor Thee;
3 From all public sin and shame,
From ambition's grasping aim,
6 God the Father, let Thy love
Shine upon us from above;