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THE ARMY AWAKENS 89
Whether for loss of our land we grieve,
Or whether we win it again, we believe:
We are His chosen, our strength renewing,
Still under His banner the goal pursuing.
“T thank ye that joined my command
But lately, that now ye stand
Where our hope is more forlorn!
Oh, on this morn,
Let us the Lord beseech
That in the battle’s breach
The land of our fathers may claim
Men of the loftier aim.
With hopes not all by victory testing,
But resting
Where in vision they see
All the years to be.”
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