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Hymn
Sung at the Celebration of the Fourth of July, in Salem, 1854.
Hail, Love of Country! noble flame,
That never can expire;
In every age and clime the same,
Alike in son and sire.
That never can expire;
In every age and clime the same,
Alike in son and sire.
Light in our souls a holy zeal,
As one united band,
Our growing Country's wounds to heal,
And all her foes to withstand.
As one united band,
Our growing Country's wounds to heal,
And all her foes to withstand.
No more to battle would we go
To fight against our kind;
Through human veins one blood doth flow,
And one the heart and mind.
To fight against our kind;
Through human veins one blood doth flow,
And one the heart and mind.
But forth we go to break the chain
Of error and of sin,
To free our land from every stain,
And rights for all to win.
Of error and of sin,
To free our land from every stain,
And rights for all to win.
To triumph in the Gospel's might,
And Christian patriots be;
To battle for the Truth and Right,
And every bondsman free.
And Christian patriots be;
To battle for the Truth and Right,
And every bondsman free.
Poem No. 155; c. 4 July 1854
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