For the might of thine arm we bless thee, our God, our fathers' God; thou hast kept thy pilgrim people by the strength of thy staff and rod; thou hast called us to the journey which faithless feet ne'er trod; for the might of thine arm we bless thee, our God, our fathers' God. For the love of Christ constraining, that bound their hearts as one; for the faith in truth and freedom in which their work was done; for the peace of God's evangel wherewith their feet were shod; for the might of thine arm we bless thee, our God, our fathers' God. We are watchers of a beacon whose light must never die; we are guardians of an altar that shows thee ever nigh; we are children of thy freemen who sleep beneath the sod; for the might of thine arm we bless thee, our God, our fathers' God. May the shadow of thy presence around our camp be spread; baptize us with the courage thou gavest to our dead; 0 keep us in the pathway their saintly feet have trod; for the might of thine arm we bless thee, our God, our fathers' God.