By faith I see the early dawn
Of freedom’s glorious reign;
The flag of truth o’er earth shall wave
And free the world from pain;
The parasites, who naught produce,
Who live by robbing men,
Will bow before the labor’s God,
Confess their every sin.

The wily statesmen who, for gold,
Betray their sacred trust,
Will cease their base, unrighteous way,
Prove noble, true and just;
The gambling thieves, the worthless rakes,
Who pilfer honest toil,
Will then no longer wreck our homes,
Nor virtuous lives despoil.

And labor, now by men despised,
And shunned as some vile thing,
Will then be duly crowned by all
As earth’s most noble king;
And lab’rers, who for others toil
And bow to them the while,
Will stand erect, demand their own,
And daily sing and smile.

Then, helpless children, now compelled
To toil for daily bread,
Will all be educated well,
Well housed, and clothed and fed;
The millions who are driven now
By poverty to roam,
Will find a safe abiding place,
Their own dear Home Sweet Home.

Then woman shall her heights attain,
Man’s helpmate true indeed.
And from her cruel servitude
She’ll be forever freed.
Class hatred, malice, strife shall cease
The weary find repose;
The earth shall ring with melody,
And blossom as the rose.

The church will then be free to preach
The gospel of her Lord,
And men will have full confidence
In her unbiased word;
Then wrong shall cease, and right prevail,
All joyful, prosperous be,
For righteousness shall fill the earth,
As waters fill the sea.

God speed the bright and glorious day
When love shall rule the world,
And when the flag of truth and peace
Shall be for all unfurled.

Ernest F. Stanton (1864–1934)