THE POET'S CORNER #7
LAND OF OUR BIRTH
Rudyard Kipling, (1906)
Land of our birth, we pledge to thee
Our love and toil in the years to be,
When we are grown and take our place
As men and women with our race.
Father in heaven, who lovest all
O help thy children when they call;
That they may build from, age to age
An undefiled heritage.
Teach us to rule ourselves alway,
Controlled and cleanly night and day;
That we may bring, if need arise,
No maimed or worthless sacrifice.
Teach us the strength that cannot seek
By deed or thought to hurt the weak;
That, under Thee we may possess
Man's strength to comfort man's distress.
To be continued