God of grace and God of glo­ry,
On Thy peo­ple pour Thy pow­er.
Crown Thine an­cient Church’s sto­ry,
Bring her bud to glo­ri­ous flow­er.
Grant us wis­dom, grant us cour­age,
For the fac­ing of this hour,
For the fac­ing of this hour.

Lo! the hosts of ev­il ’round us,
Scorn Thy Christ, as­sail His ways.
From the fears that long have bound us,
Free our hearts to faith and praise.
Grant us wis­dom, grant us cour­age,
For the liv­ing of these days,
For the liv­ing of these days.

Cure Thy child­ren’s war­ring mad­ness,
Bend our pride to Thy con­trol.
Shame our wan­ton self­ish glad­ness,
Rich in things and poor in soul.
Grant us wis­dom, grant us cour­age,
Lest we miss Thy king­dom’s goal,
Lest we miss Thy king­dom’s goal.

Set our feet on lof­ty plac­es,
Gird our lives that they may be,
Armored with all Christ-like graces,
In the fight to set men free.
Grant us wis­dom, grant us cour­age,
That we fail not man nor Thee,
That we fail not man nor Thee.

Save us from weak re­sig­na­tion,
To the ev­ils we de­plore.
Let the search for Thy sal­vation,
Be our glo­ry ev­er­more.
Grant us wis­dom, grant us cour­age,
Serving Thee whom we ad­ore,
Serving Thee whom we ad­ore.