F. W. Faber

FAITH of our fathers! living still

In spite of dungeon, fire and sword:

O how our hearts beat high with joy

Whene’er we hear that glorious word!

Faith of our fathers, holy faith!

We will be true to thee till death!


Our fathers, chained in prisons dark,

Were still in heart and conscience free:

How sweet would be their children’s fate,

If they like them could die for thee!


Faith of our fathers! we will strive

To win all nations unto thee,

And through the truth that comes from God,

Mankind shall then be truly free.


Faith of our fathers! we will love

Both friend and foe in all our strife:

And preach thee too as love knows how,

By kindly words and virtuous life.


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