O Lord, Our God, Thy Mighty Hand

O Lord

our God

Thy migh­ty hand

Hath made our coun­try free;

From all her broad and hap­py land

May wor­ship rise to Thee.

Fulfill the pro­mise of her youth

Her li­ber­ty de­fend;

By law and or­der

love and truth

America

Am­eri­ca

be­friend!

The strength of ev­ery state in­crease

In un­ion’s gold­en chain;

Her thou­sand cities fill with peace

Her mill­ion fields with grain.

The vir­tues of her min­gled blood

In one new peo­ple blend

By uni­ty and bro­ther­hood

America

Am­eri­ca

be­friend!

O suf­fer not her feet to stray;

But guide her un­taught might

That she may walk in peace­ful day

And lead the world in light.

Bring down the proud

lift up the poor

Unequal ways amend.

By jus­tice

na­tion­wide and sure

America

Am­eri­ca

be­friend!

Through all the wait­ing land pro­claim

Thy Gos­pel of good­will;

And may the joy of Je­sus’ name

In ev­ery bo­som thrill.

O’er hill

and vale

from sea to sea

Thy ho­ly reign ex­tend;

By faith and hope and char­ity

America

Am­eri­ca

be­friend!