From ocean un­to ocean,
Our land shall own Thee Lord,
And, filled with true de­vo­tion,
Obey Thy so­ve­reign Word:
Our prair­ies and our mount­ains,
The woods and fer­tile field,
Our riv­ers, lakes and fount­ains,
To Thee shall tri­bute yield.

O Christ, for Thine own glo­ry,
And for our coun­try’s weal,
We hum­bly plead be­fore Thee,
Thyself in us re­veal;
And may we know, Lord Je­sus,
The touch of Thy dear hand;
And, healed of our dis­eas­es,
The tempt­er’s pow­er with­stand.

Where er­ror smites with blind­ness,
Enslaves and leads as­tray,
Do Thou in lov­ing­kind­ness
Proclaim Thy Gos­pel day,
Till all the tribes and rac­es
That dwell in this fair land,
Adorned with Chris­tian grac­es,
Within Thy courts shall stand.

Our Sav­ior King, de­fend us,
And guide where we should go;
Forth with Thy mes­sage send us,
Thy love and light to show,
Till, fired with true de­vo­tion,
Enkindled by Thy word,
From ocean un­to ocean
Our land shall own Thee Lord.