When wilt thou save the people?

Oh God of mercy when?

The people, Lord, the people

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

O God save the people



Shall crime bring crime forever

Strength aiding still as strong?

Is it thy will, O Father

That men shall toil

For wrong?

Oh, no, say thy mountains

No, say thy skies

Man's clouded sun shall brightly rise

And songs be heard, instead of sighs

God save the people!



When wilt thou save the people?

Oh God of mercy when?

The people, Lord! The people!

Not thrones and crowns,

But men!

God save the people

For thine they are

Thy children as thy angels fair

God save the people

From despair

God save the people!

Oh God save the people!

God save the people!

Oh God save the people!



When wilt thou save the people!?

Oh God of mercy when!?

The people, Lord! The people!!

Not thrones and crowns,

But Men!

God save the people!

Oh God save the people!

God save the people!

God save the people