Save the People

When wilt thou save the people?
Oh God of mercy, when?
Not kings and lords, but nations
Not thrones and crowns, but men!
Flow’rs 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
God save the people from despair
God save the people
Oh God save the people!
God save the people!
Oh God save the people!
God save the people
Oh God save the people!
God save the people!
Oh God save the people!