|1||To a land from Christ’s faith sundered
From a distant shore there came
Great Augustine, saint and hero,
God’s glad gospel to proclaim.
|2||To the Saxon King he journeyed,
Caring naught for wind and wave,
Told of One Who for men suffered,
Rose triumphant from the grave.
|3||Soon the Pagan King he baptised,
Now no longer Satan’s thrall,
And the people in their thousands
Came, obedient to his call.
|4||Still the faith Augustine strove for,
Leading forth his fearless band,
Nothing changèd, nothing weakened,
Rules and sways our native land.
|5||Keep us, Lord, both now and ever
In Thine all-embracing care,
Holding fast the faith we cherish,
Loyal to the Name we bear. Amen.