948. God Bless Our Native Land

1 God bless our native land;
Firm may she ever stand
Through storm and night:
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of wind and wave,
O God, our country save
By your great might.

2 For her our prayer shall rise
To God above the skies;
On whom we wait;
Lord, you are ever nigh,
Guarding with watchful eye.
To you aloud we cry,
God save the state!

3 Not for this land alone,
But be God’s mercies shown
From shore to shore;
And may the nations see
That all should neighbors be,
And form one family
The wide world o’er.

Text Information
First Line: God bless our native land
Title: God Bless Our Native Land
Author: Siegfried August Mahlmann, 1771-1826
Translator: Charles T. Brooks, 1812-1883 (alt.)
Translator: John S. Dwight, 1813-1893 (alt.)
Author (vs. 3): William E. Hickson 1803-1870
Meter: 664 6664
Language: English
Publication Date: 2015
Topic: Nation
Tune Information
Name: AMERICA
Meter: 664 6664
Key: F Major or modal
Source: Thesaurus Musicus, London, 1790



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