BY OLIVER WENDELL HOLM]
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1. O Lord of hosts! al might-y King! Be hold the sac ri fice we bn
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0 Lord of hosts ! Almighty King !
Behold the sacrifice we bring !
To every arm thy strength impart,
Thy Spirit shed through every heart!
Wake in our breasts the living fires,
The holy faith that warmed our sires :
Thy hand hath made our nation free ;
To die for her, is serving thee.
Be thou a pillared flame, to show
The midnight snare, the silent foe;
And when the battle thunders loud,
Still guide us in its moving cloud.
God of all nations ! Sovereign Lord !
In thy dread name we draw the sword ;
We lift the starry flag on high,
That fills with light our stormy sky.
From treason's rent, from murder's stain,
Guard thou its folds till peace shall reign
Till fort and field, till shore and sea,
Join our loud anthem, Praise to Thee !
THE SOLDIER'S HYMN.
0 God of our fathers, on the earth,
Girt for the fight, thy servants stand;
0 bless us ere the trumpet sound,
With strength from thy almighty hand
The cloud of war comes from the South;
The battle-storm bursts o'er our heads;
Our starry flag a rainbow bright,
A glory round our pathway sheds.
Our fathers' spirits watch that flag
They left to us without a stain;
We take their motto in our hearts—
" To die for liberty is gain."
And when victorious we return,
Oh ! may those fa-Ids be pure and freo
As when our father Washington
Gave us our flag and liberty.
Thou God of battles, hear our prayer I
From.western plains to eastern coast!.
Strong in thy blessing forth we march-
Our trust is in the Lord of hosts,