When Wilt Thou Save The People


When will you save the people?
O God of mercy, when?
Not states and corporations!
But children, women, men!
Flowers of your heart, O God, are they;
Let them not pass, like weeds, away,
Their heritge a sunless day;
God, save the people!

Shall crime breed crime forever,
Strength aiding still the strong?
Is it your will, Creator,
That we shall toil for wrong?
“No,” say your mountains; “no,” your skies;
The clouded sun shall brighty rise,
And song be heard instead of sighs;
God, save the people!

When will you save the people?
O God of merccy, when?
The people, Lord, the people,
But children, women, men!
God, save the people; yours we are,
Your children, as your angels fair,
From vice, oppression, and despair;
God, save the people!