WHEN WILT THOU SAVE THE PEOPLE?
When wilt Thou save the people?
O God of mercy, when?
Not kings and lords, but peoples!
Not thrones and crowns, but men!
Flowers of Thy heart, O God, are they;
Let them not pass like weeds, away,
Their heritage a sunless day.
God save the people! Shall crime bring crime forever,
Strength aiding still the strong?
Is it Thy will, O Father,
That man shall toil for wrong?
No! say Thy mountains; No! Thy skies;
Man's clouded sun shall brightly rise,
And songs ascend instead of sighs.
God save the people! When wilt Thou save the people?
O God of mercy, when?
The people, Lord, the people,
Not thrones and crowns, but men!
God save the people; let them share
Childhood and love with angels fair.
From sin and bondage and despair,
God save the people!