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.
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.
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.
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.