O Land of our Birth! whose bright colors are waving
From mountain and valley; o'er sea and o'er land;
A pathway of light, Lo! its glory is paving,
To wane not, nor darken, at despot's command!
We stand‘ neath the Flag that embodies the union,
While History passes in stirring review;
Our hearts, in remembrance, now hold proud communion
With the record of deeds both gallant and true!
O Land of our Birth!‘ tis a glory undying
That sheds its soft light over each scene outspread;
And Tyranny's hand, all in vain, is defying
The Heaven-born Peace that to Freedom is wed!
We feel the glad throb of the patriot's devotion,
That e'er to the Stars and the Stripes must be due,
All else is engulfed in o'erwhelming emotion
That finds its fulfillment the Red, White and Blue!