Faith of our fathers, living still
In spite of dungeon, fire and sword
O how our hearts beat high with joy
Whenever we hear that glorious Word!
Faith of our fathers, holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death
Faith of our fathers, we will strive
To win all nations unto Thee
And through the truth that comes from God
We all shall then be truly free
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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Original 3rd verse:
Faith of our fathers, Mary’s prayers
Shall win our country back to Thee
And through the truth that comes from God
England shall then indeed be free
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