Faith of Our Fathers
Charles Gross, Henri F. Hemy, James Walton
Faith of our fathers, living still
In spite of dungeon, fire and sword
Oh, how our hearts beat high with joy
Whenever we hear that glorious Word
(Faith of our fathers, holy faith)
(We will be true to thee 'til 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, holy faith)
(We will be true to thee 'til death)
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
(Faith of our fathers, holy faith)
(We will be true to thee 'til death)
