THE PATRIOT'S PRAYER
I THANK THEE, LORD, for such a land,
with rivers fair and forests tall;
For fertile plain and desert sand;
For mountain height, and waterfall.
I THANK THEE, LORD, for guiding men
Who met to mold a nation free;
For Heaven's hand upon the pen
That drew the plan for liberty.
I PRAISE THEE, LORD, for plenteous years,
For ripened fruit and golden grain;
Thy blessing surely here appears
In gifts of sunshine and of rain.
I PRAISE THEE, LORD, yes, most of all,
For churches spread throughout the land,
Where men may hear the Saviour's call
And never feel the tyrant's hand.
I PRAY THEE, LORD, restore the love
That once burned in our nation's breast
For that old Book that's from above,
That keeps a nation clean and blest.
I PRAY THEE, LORD, oh hear my prayer!
On this our nation's special day,
Awaken people everywhere!
And let them know it's time to pray.