1 Faith of our fathers, living still,
in spite of dungeon, fire, and sword;
O how our hearts beat high
with joy whene'er we hear that glorious word!
Faith of our fathers, holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death.
2 The martyrs bound in prison chains
were still in heart and conscience free,
and blessed would be their children's fate,
if they, like them, should live for thee!
Faith of the martyrs, holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death.
3 Faith of our mothers, we will love
both friend and foe in all our strife;
and preach thee, too, as love knows
how by kindly words and virtuous life.
Faith of our mothers, holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death.
