Lord Jesus, let Thy watchful care Thy faithful love, our brethren tend; Their hearts sustain, their way prepare And safely guide them to the end. Be with them on the stormy deep; Be with them in the silent hour; By sea or land, awake, asleep, Be Thou their Helper, Strength, and Tower. Maintain them through their earthly strife, So running as to win the race; Each holding forth the Word of Life, A light to lighten future days. Go, brethren, go! with cheerful voice We bid you go???a blessed leav???n??? Go, win the country of your choice For truth, and liberty, and Heav???n.