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All in All
- WHEN all the night is horrible with clamour
- Of voiceless curses darker than the night,
- When light of sun there is not, neither starshine,
- Nor any beacon on the hill of Right,
- Shine, O thou Light of Life, upon our pathway—
- Freedom, be thou our light!
- Since all life’s ways are difficult and dreary,
- And false steps echo through eternity,
- And there is naught to lean on as we journey
- By paths not smooth as downward paths would be,
- We have no other help—we need no other;
- Freedom, we lean on thee!
- The slave’s base murmur and the threats of tyrants,
- The voice of cowards who cringe and cry ‘Retreat,’
- The whisper of the world, ‘Come where power calls thee!’
- The whisper of the flesh, ‘Let life be sweet.’
- Since all these with thy divine commanding;
- Guide thou thy children’s feet!
- For thee, for thee we bear the cross, the banner,
- For thee are all our battles fought and won;
- For thee was every prayer we ever uttered,
- For thee has every deed of ours been done;
- To thee we press—to thee, triumphant splendour,
- O Freedom, lead us on!
- Where thou shalt lead we do not fear to follow.
- Thou hast our hearts; we follow them in thee.
- Spirit of Light, whatever thou shalt show us,
- Strong in the faith, we shall not fear to see;
- We reach to thee through all the waves of darkness
- Of all the days to be.
