“It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: To send across the 
                  trackless deep,
                       The unexplored, wild waters of 
                  the sea
                       And plant a nation which should 
                  stand
                                 For 
                  Human Liberty.
                “It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: To give his children 
                  strength and faith
                       To brave the terrors of an unknown 
                  land,
                       That with clear conscience they 
                  might worship Him,
                                 A 
                  faithful band.
                “It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: To bring oppression’s 
                  heavy hand
                       To uphold the cause of freedom 
                  from the King.
                       And to the Lord alone, their life, 
                  their love,
                                 Their 
                  tribute bring.
                “It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: To form a Nation from 
                  the States,
                       A Nation which shall stand before 
                  the world
                       To uphold the cause of freedom 
                  where’er
                                 Its 
                  Flag’s unfurled.
                “It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: Through bloody fratricidal 
                  strife,
                       To free our Nation from its horde 
                  of slaves
                       And bind in closer union o’er 
                  two million
                                 Brothers’ 
                  graves. 
                “It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: That he who held the 
                  helm of State,
                       When loudly roared the storm of 
                  civil strife,
                       Should by assassin be laid low 
                  in
                                 Very 
                  flush of life.
                “It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: When bitter party strife 
                  came up,
                       And rancor swelled in billows 
                  wild and high,
                       He called a halt, through Garfield’s 
                  death, and
                                 Passed 
                  the quarrel by.
                “It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: That despot nation 
                  should force war,
                       To bring together those who fought 
                  before,
                       While heart with heart, and hand 
                  in hand, they
                                 Both 
                  the same flag bore.
                “It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: That when peace reigned 
                  and war had ceased
                       That anarchy’s uplifted hand should 
                  fall
                       On him the people loved, and seemed 
                  to need,
                                 The 
                  most of all.
                “It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: Twas thus he brought 
                  the Nation back,
                       In hour of anguish, when the tears 
                  would flow.
                       They prayed to Him, “If ’tis thy 
                  will, Oh, God,
                                 Avert 
                  the blow.”
                “It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: His servant’s work 
                  on earth was done,
                       And now, triumphant, he could 
                  conquer death,
                       And fill the world with thoughts 
                  of God with his
                                 Last 
                  dying breath.
                “It Is God’s Way; His Will, Not Ours, Be Done.”
                       God’s Way: We cannot always read 
                  aright,
                       But still we know His way alone 
                  is best,
                       And those who love, and trust 
                  in Him,
                                 Forever 
                  will be blest.