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O great Saint David,
still we hear thee call us,
unto a life that knows no fear of death;
Yea, down the ages,
will thy words enthral us,
strong happy words:
‘Be joyful, keep the faith.’
On Cambria’s sons
stretch out thy hands in blessing:
For our dear land
thy help we now implore.
Lead us to God,
with humble hearts confessing
Jesus, Lord and King for evermore.
Christ was the centre rock
of all thy teaching,
God’s holy will—
the splendour of its theme.
His grace informed,
his love inflamed thy preaching;
Christ’s sway on earth,
the substance of thy dream.
On Cambria’s sons
stretch out thy hands in blessing:
For our dear land
thy help we now implore.
Lead us to God,
with humble hearts confessing
Jesus, Lord and King for evermore.
In early childhood,
choosing Jesus only,
thy fervour showed his yoke
was light and sweet!
And this for thee,
life’s journey was not lonely—
the path made plain
by prints of wounded feet.
On Cambria’s sons
stretch out thy hands in blessing:
For our dear land
thy help we now implore.
Lead us to God,
with humble hearts confessing
Jesus, Lord and King for evermore.
O glorious saint,
we wander in the dark;
with thee we seek
our trusted guide in Rome.
Help him to steer
on earth Saint Peter’s barque,
that we may safely reach
our heavenly home.
On Cambria’s sons
stretch out thy hands in blessing:
For our dear land
thy help we now implore.
Lead us to God,
with humble hearts confessing
Jesus, Lord and King for evermore.
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