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PILGRIM SONG
Written for the Society of Mayflower Descendants in the State of Pennsylvania
Pilgrims of the trackless deep,
Leaving all, our fathers came,
Life and liberty to keep
In Jehovah's awful name.
Neither pillared flame nor cloud
Made the wild, for them, rejoice,
But their hearts, with sorrow bowed,
In the darkness heard His voice.
Things above them they divined—
Thoughts of God, forever true,
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