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!

our fathers

chained in prisons dark

were still in heart and conscience free

how sweet would be their children's fate

if they

like them

could die for thee

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.