 | The poetical works of James Montgomery |  |
GERMAN WAR-SONG.
Heaven speed the righteous sword,
And freedom be the word!
Come, brethren, hand in hand,
Fight for your father-land!
And freedom be the word!
Come, brethren, hand in hand,
Fight for your father-land!
Germania from afar
Invokes her sons to war;
Awake! put forth your powers,
And victory must be ours.
Invokes her sons to war;
Awake! put forth your powers,
And victory must be ours.
On to the combat, on!
Go where your sires have gone;
Their might unspent remains,
Their pulse is in our veins.
Go where your sires have gone;
Their might unspent remains,
Their pulse is in our veins.
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On to the battle, on!
Rest will be sweet anon;
The slave may yield, may fly,—
We conquer, or we die!
Rest will be sweet anon;
The slave may yield, may fly,—
We conquer, or we die!
O Liberty! thy form
Shines through the battle-storm;
Away with fear, away!
Let justice win the day.
Shines through the battle-storm;
Away with fear, away!
Let justice win the day.
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