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Though from our darkened lives they take What makes our life most dear,
We yield them for their country's sake With no relenting tear.
Our bjood their flowing veins will shed, Their wounds our breasts will share ;
Oh, save us from the woes we dread, Or grant us strength to bear !
Let each unhallowed cause, that brings
The stern destroyer, cease, Thy flaming angel fold his wings,
And seraphs whisper Peace !
Thine are the sceptre and the sword, Stretch forth Thy mighty hand —
Reign Thou our kingless nation's Lord, Rule Thou our throneless land!