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[31] Rent are the bonds of gain and greed,
     Once coiled around our common life:
Hushed are the hate of party strife,
     And jealousies of race and creed.

We see the light the prophets saw,
     In eyes of age and eyes of youth--
The sacred flame of trust and truth,
     Of justice, liberty, and law.

In furrowed fields, in city walls,
     Forgot are lust, and sloth and fear;
One voice alone--one voice we hear--
     Our Country to her children calls.

Lord God of Hosts, to whom we pray
     In all times, favored or forlorn,
We thank thy name that thus is born
     A nation in a single day!

In faith to Thee our fathers fought;
     In faith to Thee we arm to-day,
And.hopeful guard, with stern array,
     The commonweal Thy hand hath wrought.

“O, brothers! blest by partial fate
     With power to match the will and deed,”
This is the hour of sorest need;
     Go forward ere it be too late!

--N. Y. Tribune.

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