Faith of Our Fathers

1Faith of our fathers! living still
In spite of dungeon, fire, and sword;
O how our hearts beat high with joy
When'er we hear that glorious word.

RefrainFaith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death.

2Our 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!

3Faith 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.