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Independence.
We come with hearts of gladness,
To breathe our songs of praise;—
Let not a note of sadness
Be blended in the lays;
For 'tis a hallowed story,
The theme of Freedom's birth;
Our father's deeds of glory
Are echoed round the earth.
To breathe our songs of praise;—
Let not a note of sadness
Be blended in the lays;
For 'tis a hallowed story,
The theme of Freedom's birth;
Our father's deeds of glory
Are echoed round the earth.
The sound is waxing stronger,
And thrones and nations hear;
“Man may not triumph longer,
For God, the Lord is near—”
And He will crush oppression,
And raise the humble mind,
And give the earth's possession
Among the good and kind.
And thrones and nations hear;
“Man may not triumph longer,
For God, the Lord is near—”
And He will crush oppression,
And raise the humble mind,
And give the earth's possession
Among the good and kind.
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And then shall sink the mountains,
Where pride and power were crowned;
And peace, like gentle fountains,
Shall shed its pureness round.—
And then the world will hear us,
And join our glorious lay,
And songs of millions cheer us,
On this our Nation's Day.
Where pride and power were crowned;
And peace, like gentle fountains,
Shall shed its pureness round.—
And then the world will hear us,
And join our glorious lay,
And songs of millions cheer us,
On this our Nation's Day.
Soon Freedom's loud hosannas
Shall burst from every voice,
Till mountains and savannas
Roll back the sound—‘Rejoice!’
To God, the king of heaven,
Then consecrate the strain;—
Earth's fetters will be riven,
And God the Lord will reign.
Shall burst from every voice,
Till mountains and savannas
Roll back the sound—‘Rejoice!’
To God, the king of heaven,
Then consecrate the strain;—
Earth's fetters will be riven,
And God the Lord will reign.
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