Faith of the fathers living still
in spite of dungeon, fire and sword:
O how our hearts beat high with joy,
whenever we hear that glorious word:
Faith of our fathers, holy faith.
We will be true to thee till death.
The martyrs, chained in prison dark,
were still in heart and conscience free:
and truly blest would be our fate,
if we, like them, should die for thee.
Faith of the martyrs, holy faith.
We will be true to thee till death.
Faith of our mothers Mary’s prayers
shall win all nations unto thee;
and through the truth that comes from God,
we all shall then indeed be free.
Faith of our mothers, holy faith.
We will be true to thee till death.
