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128 Thy strength it was that made them strong;

Thy justice taught them hate of wrong;

They are of thee, to thee belong,

Mother-land!

Their lungs are filled with thy sweet breath;

Thy voice they hear, and what it saith;

They love thee, and they fear not death,

Mother-land!