26 DECEMBER 1914, Page 16

Lord God of Hosts ! Almighty King Accept the sacrifice

we bring:

To ev'ry arm Thy strength impart ; Thy Spirit shed thro' ev'ry heart.

Wake in our breast the living fires, The holy faith that warmed our sires; Thy hand hath made our nation free; To die for her is Belying Thee.

Be Thou a pillared flame to show The midnight snare, the secret foe ; And when the battle thunders loud Still guard us in its moving cloud. God' of all nations.! Sovereign Lord! In Thy dread Name we draw the sword, We lift the starry flag on high Which fills with light our stormy sky.

Prom treason's rent, from murder's stain, Guard Thou its folds till peace shall reign, Till fort and field, till shore and sea, Join our loud anthem, Praise to Thee."