National Prosperity

Verse 1

O happy land, whose sons in youth, In sturdy strength and noble truth, Like plants in vigor spring; Whose daughters fair, a queenly race, Are like the cornerstones that grace The palace of a king, The palace of a king.

Verse 2

O happy land, when flock and field, Their rich, abundant increase yield, And blessings multiply; When plenty all thy people share, And no invading foe is there, And no distressful cry, And no distressful cry.

Verse 3

O happy people, favored land, To whom the Lord with liberal hand Has thus His goodness shown; Yea, surely is that people blest By whom Jehovah is confessed To be their God alone, To be their God alone.