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Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love ;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills,
My heart with rapture thrills,
Like that above.
Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees
Sweet freedom's song;
Let mortal tongues awake,
Let all that breathe, partake,
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.
Our fathers' God, to thee,
Author of liberty,
To thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light,
Protect us by thy might,
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BY JAMES WALDEN.
God save our native land
From the invader's hand—
Home of the free !
Though ruthless traitors aim
To crush our nation's fame,
Yet still in Freedom's name,
We cling to thee!
0 Lord! we humbly pray,
Far distant be the day
Ere that shall be ;
Though lawless bands combine
To shatter Freedom's shrine
With faith and hope divine
We cling to thee I
0 Lord ! when hand to hand,
Brothers as foes shall stand,
Shield thou the right!
Stay these unhappy wars,
Join us in our great cause,
To guard our nation's laws,
With freemen's might!
Lord! may this strife soon cease:
Grant us a lasting peace—
Parted we fall!
Long may our banner wave
Over the free and brave—-
0 Lord! our country save—
God save us all!
GOD PROTECT US.
BY GEORGE G. W. MORGAN.
0 Lord ! we humbly pray,
Thy blessing here to-day
On us may fall;
Grant us our earnest prayer,
Shield those who need our care,
Let them thy blessings share—
God save us all!
0 Lord ! we'd lead the van,
E'er in behalf of man,
When held in thrall;
Be with us in the fight,
Now in the cause of right;
Cursed be the slaver's might—
God save us all!
0 Lord ! we fain would pray,
Thy grace for ever ma}'
Direct this war ;
And where our flag's unfurled,
Be Freedom's gauntlet hurled,
Bid Justice rule the world
For evermore.
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