Hymns, no. 144-A
Our God, We Raise to Thee

1. Our God, we raise to thee Thanks for thy blessings free We here enjoy, We here enjoy. In this far western land, A true and chosen band, Led hither by thy hand, We sing for joy.

2. Bless thou our prophet dear; May health and comfort cheer His noble heart, His noble heart; His words with fire impress On souls that thou wilt bless To choose in righteousness, The better part.

3. So shall thy Kingdom spread As by thy prophets said, From sea to sea, From sea to sea; As one united whole Truth burns in every soul, While hastening to the goal We long to see.

4. Oh, may thy Saints be one, Like Father and the Son, Nor disagree, Nor disagree. United heart and hand, So may they ever stand, A firm and valiant band, Eternally.