1.When wilt Thou save the people? O God of mercy, when? Not kings and lords, but nations! Not thrones and crowns, but men! Flowers of Thy heart, O God, are they; Let them not pass, like weeds, away, Their heritage a sunless day. God save the people! 2.Shall crime bring crime forever, Strength aiding still the strong? Is it Thy will, O Father, That man shall toil for wrong? "No," say Thy mountains; "No," Thy skies; Man's clouded sun shall brightly rise, And songs be heard instead of sighs; God save the people! 3.When wilt Thou save the people? O God of mercy, when? The people, Lord, the people, Not thrones and crowns, but men! God save the people; Thine they are, Thy children, as Thy angels fair; From vice, oppression, and despair, God save the people!