Lord! while for all mankind we pray,
Of ev'ry clime and coast,
Oh! hear us for our native land, --
The land we love the most.

2 Oh! guard our shore from ev'ry foe,
With peace our borders bless,
With prosperous times our cities crown,
Our fields with plenteousness.

3 Unite us in the sacred love
Of knowledge, truth, and thee;
And let our hills and valleys shout
The songs of liberty.

4 Lord of the nations! thus to thee
Our country we commend;
Be thou her Refuge and her Trust,
Her everlasting Friend.

John Reynell Wreford, 1837.