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| GOD of our fathers, known of old,— | |
| Lord of our far-flung battle line,— | |
| Beneath whose awful hand we hold | |
| Dominion over palm and pine,— | |
| Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, | 5 |
| Lest we forget,—lest we forget! | |
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| The tumult and the shouting dies, | |
| The captains and the kings depart: | |
| Still stands thine ancient sacrifice,— | |
| An humble and a contrite heart. | 10 |
| Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, | |
| Lest we forget,—lest we forget! | |
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| Far-called, our navies melt away; | |
| On dune and headland sinks the fire. | |
| Lo! all our pomp of yesterday | 15 |
| Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! | |
| Judge of the nations, spare us yet, | |
| Lest we forget,—lest we forget! | |
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| If, drunk with sight of power, we loose | |
| Wild tongues that have not thee in awe, | 20 |
| Such boasting as the Gentiles use | |
| Or lesser breeds without the law,— | |
| Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, | |
| Lest we forget,—lest we forget! | |
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| For heathen heart that puts her trust | 25 |
| In reeking tube and iron shard, | |
| All valiant dust that builds on dust, | |
| And guarding calls not thee to guard, | |
| For frantic boasts and foolish word, | |
| Thy mercy on thy people, Lord! | 30 |
| Amen. | |
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