Faith of Our Fathers

Faith of our fathers, living still
In spite of dungeon, fire, and sword.
O how our hearts beat high with joy
Whene'er we hear that glorious word!

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Faith of our fathers, holy faith,
We will be true to Thee till death.

Our fathers, chained in prisons dark,
Were still in heart and conscience free,
And blest would be their children's fate,
If they, like them, should die for Thee,
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Faith of our fathers, God's great pow'r
Shall win all nations unto Thee,
And thro' the truth that comes from God,
Mankind shall then indeed be free.
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Faith of our fathers, we will love
Both friend and foe in all our strife,
And preach Thee, too, as love knows how,
By kindly words and virtuous life.
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