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"I have seen our glorious banner wave O'er the tents of the enemy vanquish'dó
I have drawn a sword for nry country brave, And in her cause now perish!
"Leave me to die with the free and the brave, On the banks of my own noble riveró
Ye can give me naught but a soldier's grave, And a place in your hearts forever !"
GOD BLESS OUR SOUTHERN LAND.
Respectfully inscribed to Major-General J. B. Magruder, and sung on the occasion of his public reception in the city of Houston, Texas, Jan. 20, J 863.
God bless our Southern land, God save our sea-girt land,
And make us free ; With justice for our shield, May we on battle field Never to foemen yield
O Lord ! protect the Chief Who to our prompt relief
From threaten'd woe, Hasten'd to lead the way ; Nor faltered in the fray, When from our beauteous Bay
He drove the foe.