Above the fearful wrecks of time,
And discord of its angry words,
I hear the everlasting chime,
The music of unjarring chords.

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Dear land, sweet land of song,
Where dwell the blood-washed throng;
Dear land beyond, to which I go,
That land of bliss I soon shall know.

O song of light and dawn of bliss,
Sound over earth and fill these skies,
Nor ever, ever, ever cease,
Thy soul entrancing melodies.

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Glad song of this disburdened earth,
Which holy voices then shall sing,
Praise for creation’s second birth,
And glory to creation’s king.

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