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the flag.
Bid it wave, to shame the wrong,
To inspire mankind
With a larger human love;
With a truth as true
As the heaven that broods above
Its deep field of blue.
To inspire mankind
With a larger human love;
With a truth as true
As the heaven that broods above
Its deep field of blue.
In the gathering hosts of hope,
In the march of man,
Open for it place and scope,
Bid it lead the van;
Till beneath the searching skies,
Martyr-blood be found,
Purer than our sacrifice,
Crying from the ground:—
In the march of man,
Open for it place and scope,
Bid it lead the van;
Till beneath the searching skies,
Martyr-blood be found,
Purer than our sacrifice,
Crying from the ground:—
Till a flag with some new light
Out of Freedom's sky,
Kindles, through the gulfs of night,
Glory yet more high.
Let its glow the darkness drown!
Give our banner sway;
Till its joyful stars go down,
In undreamed-of day!
Out of Freedom's sky,
Kindles, through the gulfs of night,
Glory yet more high.
Let its glow the darkness drown!
Give our banner sway;
Till its joyful stars go down,
In undreamed-of day!
