To thee, our God, we fly
For mercy and for grace,
O hear our lowly cry,
And hide not thou thy face!
O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our native land.

Arise, O Lord of hosts;
Be jealous for thy name,
And drive from out our coasts
The sins that put to shame.
O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our native land.

Thy best gifts from on high
In rich abundance pour,
That we may magnify
And praise thee more and more.
O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our native land.

The pow'rs ordained by thee
With heav’nly wisdom bless;
May they thy servants be
And rule in righteousness.
O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our native land.

The Church of thy dear Son
Inflame with love's pure fire,
Bind her once more in one,
And life and truth inspire.
O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our native land.

The pastors of thy fold
with grace and pow'r endue,
That faithful, pure, and bold,
They may be pastors true.
O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our native land.

O let us love thy house
And sanctify thy day,
Bring unto thee our vows
And loyal homage pay.
O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our native land.

Give peace, Lord, in our time;
O let no foe draw nigh,
Nor lawless deed of crime
Insult thy majesty.
O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our native land.

Though weak and wayward, still
Thy people, Lord, are we,
And for our God we will
None other have but thee.
O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our native land.