About this collectionPrayer for our Country
Prayer For Our Country.
God bless our native land;
Firm may she ever stand—
Thro’ storm and night—
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of wind and wave,
Do Thou our country save,
By Thy [t ?] might.
For her prayer shall rise,
To God above the skies,
On him we wait.
Thou who hast heard each sigh,
Watching each weeping eye,
Be Thou for ever nigh;
God save the states.
Bless Thou our native land—
Firm may she ever stand,
Thro’ storm and night.
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of wind and wave,
Do Thou our Country save,
By Thy great might.
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