1 God grant a blessing on this land!
May this Republic ever stand,
A home of peace, a resting-place
For earth's oppressed, down-trodden race.

2 On our chief Magistrate bestow
Wisdom to guide and power to do;
Around him place, in posts of trust,
Men who are honest, firm, and just.

3 And may our legislative halls
Be filled with men whom duty calls,--
Unselfish, patriotic, pure,
To right and country ever sure.

4 With even scales may justice show
The rights of all, both high and low;
So shall our land from flood to flood,
Be that blest land whose King is God.