Faith of our fathers, living still,
in spite of dungeon, fire, and sword.
Oh, how our hearts beat high with joy
whene'er we heart that glorious word.
(refrain)Faith of our fathers, holy faith,
we will be true to thee 'til death.
The martyrs, chained in prisons dark,
were still in heart and conscience free;
and blest would be their children's fate
if they, like them, should die for thee.
Faith of our fathers! We will love
both friend and foe in all our strife;
proclaim thee, too, as love knows how,
by saving Word and faithful life.
This arrangement copyright One Light Music 2008.