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 A stronger fence around the endanger'd home Of those you love. And since for war you call, Prepare for war; and train your infant sons To deeds of daring; let no voice of peace Or mercy reach them, lest it enervate Souls given to war; but let the tale of blood Sooth them to slumber, and the trumpet's clang Break up their cradle dream. Since war you will, Then arm you for the deeds and woes of war; Stand firm and stedfast; for your Country looks That those who urge her on so mad a course, Should not desert her in her day of need.

But let the Christian place a stronger trust In Him the God of Might, who sits serene Ruling the tumults of this jarring world, And marking for himself the righteous soul, Who, whether prison'd in a cell of pain, Or driven to fields of blood, or tost on waves Dark and tempestuous, at length shall rise With rapture to that calm and pure abode, Where war, and woe, and error cannot come.