The Dawn.

Air: Land of Hope and Glory.

The sound of conflict dies away,
And with the increasing dawn,
The warmth, the promise of the day—
A great new hope is born!
The light that shone in dying eyes
In yonder scene appears—
Their wisdom come to make us wise
And light the coming years!

Chorus:
Glory upon glory coming days shall see!
Truth in all her beauty thorned and crowned shall be;
Freedom in her mountains shall her race increase,
Love shall teach the freemen all whose ways are peace!

Beloved, written in the dawn,
A better world shall rise!
The strength of sacrifice, newborn
In those it succoured, make them wise;
A new life, purged in battle heat,
Inform society;
In every human breast shall beat
The pulse of Liberty
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