Lyrics:

Lord, help us do well,
All that we have to do.
Feet on the ground, heads in the clouds.
Live a life that's free and easy,
Full and good.
Show us the tread.

There came a time, 'No more,' we said,
'To leave it in their hands divine.'
Show us the tread.

Set out sails, burnt our boats.
Independence ruled the day,
While pleasure stole the night.

Epochs past, lives were spent,
Until a new band came.
Did not intend to spend,
Cease from your haste they said.

Leave time to repent,
Your aims, they are misplaced.
You don't have to race, they cried.

Oh Lord, help us do,
All we have to do.

*With negligent regret,
The world sped on.