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So ended the
Civil War, in the field; and on the anniversary of the Declaration of the nation's Independence, a few weeks later,
and just four years from the time when the National Congress met in the
Capitol at
Washington, and proceeded to make provision for suppressing the rebellion and saving the
Republic, the
Loyal League, of
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Philadelphia, chanted the following hymn,
1 to the air of “Old hundred” :
Thank God!
the bloody days are past;
Our patient hopes are crowned at last;
And sounds of bugle, drum, and fife,
But lead our heroes home from strife!
Thank God!
there beams o'er land and sea,
Our blazing Star of Victory;
And everywhere, from main to main,
The old flag flies and rules again!
Thank God!
Oh dark and trodden race,
Your Lord no longer veils his face;
But through the clouds and woes of fight,
Shines on your souls a better light!
Thank God!
we see on every hand,
Breast-high the ripening grain-crops stand;
The orchards bend, the herds increase;
But Oh, thank God--thank God for place!
Before that National Anniversary, the soldiers of the
Grand Armies of the
Republic, whose skill, valor, and fortitude had saved its life, and, as an incident, had achieved the holy work of emancipation for an enslaved race, were making their way homeward, everywhere received with the warmest demonstrations of gratitude and affection.
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