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O, the fair structure stands,

The work of human hands

And human will;

Here, where the rippling wave

The sea-sands used to lave,

Soar towers and architrave,

Beauty and skill.

Here shall fair Commerce sit,

With wisdom, grace, and wit,

The state to bless;

Here land shall speak to land,

And hand be clasped in hand,

And noblest leeds be planned,

In righteousness.

Peace her white wings shall spread

O'er all the paths we tread;

Truth guide our way:

While patriot sire and son

Bends to the work begun,

And new successes, won,

Shall crown the day.

To Thee, great God, to Thee,

God of the land and sea,

These towers we raise;

Establish here Thy throne;

Rule in all hearts alone;

Thy sovereign right we own,

Thy name we praise!