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Oh, say did you see on the brow of the night,
That star like a watch-fire so tranquilly burning;
'Tis the day-beam of hope and the promise of light,
And joy to the hearts of the wretched returning.
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Then away to the fields with our standard and shield,
Our course is progressing the tyrant must yield;
And the banner of temp'rance in triumph shall wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
2 Though strong is our foe let us work with our might,
The arrows of death from his quiver descending;
We'll haste to the ground, while we boldly unite,
Our cause with the vigor of heroes defending;
Our colors unfold for we still do behold
The day-beam of hope in its beauty untold,
And the banner of temp'rance in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
3 The time is not far when the tear of despair
Shall be changed to a smile like the sunshine of gladness,
When the drunkard reclaimed to his children shall beat
The soul cheering news that will banish their sadness;
Be stron, O, be strong, we shall conquer o'er long,
Cold water, bright water, our motto and song;
And the banner of temp'rance in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
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