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12 IV.

God of Right! preserve us Just—as we are strong; Let no passion swerve us To one act of wrong— Let no thought, unholy, Come our cause to blight— Thus we pray thee, lowly— Hear us, God of Right!

V.

God of Vengeance! smite us With thy shaft sublime, If one bond unite us Forged in fraud or crime! But if humbly kneeling, We implore thine ear, For our rights appealing— God of Nations! hear.

From polar seas to torrid climes, Where'er the trace of man is found, What common feeling marks our kind, And sanctifies each spot of ground? What virtue in the human heart The proudest tribute can command? The dearest, purest, holiest, best, The lasting love of !

Then who's the wretch that basely spurns The ties of country, kindred, friends— That barters every nobler aim For sordid views—for private ends?