Ever To Be.

Ever to be
Land of the free,
Hold up your banner of light to the eye,
High! High!
Let its folds fly,
Blessing the earth and rejoicing the sky.

Ever to be
Flag of the free,
Long as the earth shows the sight of a slave,
Wave! Wave!
Mighty to save,
Fronting the fight in the eye of the brave.

Ever to be
Light of the free,
Lashed to the palm tree or nailed to the pine,
Shine! Shine!
Liberty's sign,
Lighting the human to find the Divine.

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    Thy might and majesty we hurl,
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I.

When Freedom from her mountain height
Unfurled her standard to the air,
She tore the azure robe of night,
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And striped its pure celestial white,
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Majestic monarch of the cloud,
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Wake in the Land!
Sons of our Forefathers,
Raise the strong hand!
Burn in each heart anew
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Wave the old Flag again,
Flag of our sires;
Glow all thy stars again,
Banner of Light!
Wave o'er us forever,
Emblem of might;
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God for the Right!

Minions of Tyranny,
Tremble and kneel!
The sons of the Pilgrims
Are sharpening their steel.
Pledge for our Land again
Honor and life;
Wave the old Flag again;
On to the strife!
Shades of our Forefathers,
Witness our fright!
Wave o'er us forever,
Emblem of might;
God for our Banner!
God for our Right!

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Union And Liberty

Flag of the heroes who left us their glory,
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Wave o'er us all who inherit their fame!

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