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
God save the people!

Shall crime bring crime forever
Strength aiding still the strong?
Is it thy will, O Father
That men shall toil for wrong?
'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
Oh, save the people from despair!
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
Oh, save the people from despair
God save the people!