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Freedom's Song

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Apr 9, 1914

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 91, No. 15.

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Freedom's Song

By N. W. Vincent

OUR Saviour, 'tis to thee, Who died to make us free, To thee we sing. We seek thy love-lit face, O, boundless is thy grace, Just, equal all thy ways, Our Life, our King!
Omnipotent thy hand— Rule thou in every land: Thee we adore. Uplift the sad and poor; When tried, help us endure; Make our salvation sure Forevermore.
Supreme on land and sea, Our Prince and Glory be, Our joy and song. In tempest and in calm, Our shield from sin and harm; Beneath us be thine arm, So kind and strong.
Thy gospel we receive, Thy promises believe; Thy word is true. With thee in sweet accord, We shed thy light abroad. Come soon with thy reward, Our home make new.
Caney, Kans.