O people blest, whose sons in youth, In sturdy strength and noble truth, Like plants in vigor spring; Whose daughters fair, a queenly race, Are like the cornerstones that grace The palace of a king, The palace of a king. O people blest, when flock and field Their rich, abundant increase yield, And blessings multiply; When plenty all thy children share, And no invading foe is there, And no distressful cry, And no distressful cry. O happy people, favored land, To whom the Lord with liberal hand Has thus His goodness shown; Yea, surely is that people blest By whom Jehovah is confessed To be their God alone, To be their God alone.
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