519 God bless our native land!
1 God bless our native land!
Firm may she ever stand,
Through storm and night;
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of wind and wave,
Do Thou our country save
By Thy great might.
2 For her our prayer shall rise
To God above the skies;
On Him we wait:
Thou who art ever nigh,
Guarding with watchful eye,
To Thee aloud we cry,
God save the state!
Text Information
- Author
- C. T. Brooks, ca. 1833; J. S. Dwight, 1844
Tune Information
- Name
- America
- Meter
- 6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4.
- Source
- H. Carey, 1743