Date recorded: September 16, 2011
Words by: Frederick W. Faber
Music by: Henri F. Hemy
Faith of our fathers! Living still,
In spite of dungeon, fire, and sword;
O how our hearts beat high with joy
Whene’er we hear that glorious word:
Our fathers, chained in prisons dark,
Were still in heart and conscience free;
How sweet would be their children’s fate,
If they like them, could die for Thee!
Faith of our fathers! We will love
Both friend and foe in all our strife;
And preach Thee, too, as love knows how,
By kindly words and virtuous life:
Faith of our fathers, holy faith!
We will be true to Thee till death!