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BATTLE HYMN 
 AND LITANY 
 
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 PRIVATELY PRINTED 
 
 EASTER MDCCCXCIX 
 
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 Copyright i8gg by Edward Quintard 
 
 
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 THOU God who guardeth o'er 
 the earth 
 And ruleth o*er the sea. 
 We freemen of a fearless land 
 
 Bend down our knee to Thee. 
 Grant us the might to face the foe 
 
 With valiant heart and then — 
 Give us the power to smite the blow 
 And fight the fight like men. 
 
 Let not the shriek of bursting shell, 
 
 The maddened cry of pain. 
 Distract our minds, appal our hearts. 
 
 Nor let us fight in vain. 
 Unconquered let our flag be borne 
 
 Against the foe and then — 
 Give us the power to smite the blow 
 
 And fight the fight like men. 
 
Though torn and tattered be our flag, 
 
 Its stars and colors dim, 
 God spare the brightness of its fame. 
 
 And when the glorious hymn 
 Of victory swells above our foes, 
 
 Let us remember then — 
 Thou gav'st the power to smite the blow 
 
 And fight the fight like men. 
 
LO! the throat of the earth is dry 
 with the dust of the dead, 
 And the eyes of the world are 
 bhnd with the blood of the slain; 
 And we brag of our shame and the 
 blood of our brothers we shed, 
 Yet our strength, O Lord God, 'it is 
 vain, it is vain. 
 
 Our hearts have gone mad with the 
 rancorous venom of hate. 
 And our hands are dyed deep with 
 the malice and lust of our sin. 
 Spare us, O merciful Lord, nor leave us 
 alone to our fate. 
 Turn not, O God, thy wrath on our 
 madness and sin. 
 
Lo! our strength is a reed in the wind, 
 a leaf in the storm, 
 Yet our tongues run riot in pitiless 
 words and wild boasts, 
 Forgetting, O God, that our might is 
 the might of the worm. 
 Be merciful. Lord, be merciful. Lord 
 God of Hosts. 
 
 Once more let the glad earth be filled 
 
 with the joy of its song. 
 Let the peace which surpasseth the 
 
 understanding of men 
 Uplift our sad hearts; Lord, forgive us 
 
 our guilt and our wrong, 
 Lord God of Hosts and of Men, Alle- 
 
 luHa, Amen. 
 
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