1. For the strength of the hills we bless thee,Our God, our fathers’ God;Thou hast made thy children mightyBy the touch of the mountain sod;Thou hast led thy chosen IsraelTo freedom’s last abode.For the strength of the hills we bless thee,Our God, our fathers’ God.
2. At the hands of foul oppressors,We’ve borne and suffered long;Thou hast been our help in weakness,And thy power hath made us strong;Amid ruthless foes outnumbered,In weariness we trod;For the strength of the hills we bless thee,Our God, our fathers’ God.
3. Thou hast led us here in safetyWhere the mountain bulwark standsAs the guardian of the loved onesThou hast brought from many lands.For the rock and for the river,The valley’s fertile sod,For the strength of the hills we bless thee,Our God, our fathers’ God.
4. We are watchers of a beaconWhose light must never die;We are guardians of an altar’Midst the silence of the sky.Here the rocks yield founts of courage,Struck forth as by thy rod;For the strength of the hills we bless thee,Our God, our fathers’ God.
5. For the shadow of thy presence,Our camp of rocks o’erspread;For the canyons’ rugged defilesAnd the beetling crags o’erhead;For the snows and for the torrents,And for our burial sod;For the strength of the hills we bless thee,Our God, our fathers’ God.