|Text:||Lord, From Far Severed Climes We Come|
|Author:||John M. Hay|
|Composer:||Percy S. Foster|
1 Lord, from far severed climes we come
To meet at last in Thee, our home.
Thou who hast been our guide and guard,
Be still our hope, our rich reward.
2 Defend us, Lord, from every ill;
Strengthen our hearts to do Thy will;
In all we plan, and all we do,
Still keep us to Thy service true.
3 O let us hear th’inspiring word
Which they of old at Horeb heard.
Breathe to our hearts the high command:
"Go onward and possess the land."
4 Thou who art light, shine on each soul!
Thou who art truth, each mind control!
Open our eyes and make us see
The path which leads to Heav’n and Thee.
|First Line:||Lord, from far severed climes we come|
|Title:||Lord, From Far Severed Climes We Come|
|Author:||John M. Hay (1896)|
|Notes:||Alternate tune: FEDERAL STREET by Henry K. Oliver|
|Composer:||Percy S. Foster (1905)|