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ODE.
Through every grief that clouds a world like this,
Be still our star of heaven, our hope of bliss.
Be still our star of heaven, our hope of bliss.
VI.
We look beyond the years,
And lo! the gyves that bind our feet are 'riven,
The banner of our Faith flung high to heaven
Amid our prayers and tears;—
The Cross, meet emblem of our strength and pride,
Lifts its fair arms and spreads protection wide,
While dedicated to its glory stand
The wealth, the strength, the promise of our land;
Above the wrecks of error and of time
The Rock of Peter rears its height sublime,
And within its grateful shade
Peace and virtue undismayed,
Nurtured and sheltered in the sacred sod,
Raise their brave fronts and seek the face of God;
While in one grand accord, from sea to sea,
Faith's hymns of triumph rise from millions yet to be!
And lo! the gyves that bind our feet are 'riven,
The banner of our Faith flung high to heaven
Amid our prayers and tears;—
The Cross, meet emblem of our strength and pride,
Lifts its fair arms and spreads protection wide,
While dedicated to its glory stand
The wealth, the strength, the promise of our land;
Above the wrecks of error and of time
The Rock of Peter rears its height sublime,
And within its grateful shade
Peace and virtue undismayed,
Nurtured and sheltered in the sacred sod,
Raise their brave fronts and seek the face of God;
While in one grand accord, from sea to sea,
Faith's hymns of triumph rise from millions yet to be!
