God bless the land of flowers,
And turn its winter hours
To bright summer time!
Be the brave soldier's friend,
And from dangers defend,
When Northern balls descend
On the Southern line!
Father, we implore Thee,
Let Thy people go free
From their foes once more!
And they will bend the knee,
And Thine the praise shall be,
On sunny land and sea,
As in days of yore!
Lord, bid the carnage cease,
Let the banner of peace
Again be unfurled!
Two nations make from one,
And when the work is done,
Over both reign alone--
Saviour of the world!