In The Time Of War And TumultsO Lord Almighty,
Thou whose hands Despair and victory give;
In whom, though tyrants tread their lands, The souls of nations live;
Thou wilt not turn Thy face away From those who work Thy will,
But send Thy peace on hearts that pray, And guard Thy people still.
Remember not the days of shame, The hands with rapine dyed,
The wavering will, the baser aim, The brute material pride:
Remember,
Lord, the years of faith, The spirits humbly brave,
The strength that died defying death, The love that loved the slave:
The race that strove to rule Thine earth With equal laws unbought: .
Who bore for Truth the pangs of birth, And brake the bonds of Thought.
Remember how, since time began, Thy dark eternal
Through lives of men that fear not man ls light for all mankind.
Thou wilt not turn Thy face away From those who work Thy will,
But send Thy strength on hearts that pray For strength to serve Thee still.
