Lord, while for all mankind we pray, O guard our shores from every foe, Unite us in the sacred love Lord of the nations, thus to thee Be thou her refuge and her trust, The clash of arms still shakes the sky, But clearer far the friendly speech Of scientists and seers, The wise debate of statesmen, and The shouts of pioneers. And stronger far the claspéd hands. From shore to shore the peoples call O Father, from the curse of war JOHN HAYNES HOLMES, 1911. Hear, hear, O ye nations, and hearing obey Earth wearies and wastes with her fresh life outpoured, Lo, dawns a new era, transcending the old, Then, then shall the empire of right over wrong FREDERICK LUCIAN HOSMER, 1909. |