O Thou God that holdest nations in the hollow of Thy hand,
We implore anew They blessing on our loved, our native land!
Far and wide our flag is waving over peoples old and new,
Men that scarcely know its symbols, red and white and starry blue.
On the field of strife and carnage, strewn with wounded and with dead,
Bathed in blood of dying heroes, waved a banner flaming red.
Tears of children, wives and mothers, waiting, watching day and night,
Washing upon the flag of battle stripes of peace in virgin white!
Steadfast hearts for God and country made a field of truest blue,
And to guide a Nation's footsteps, stars of light came shining through.
Red for courage, honor, glory; white for justice, peace and love;
Blue for faith and loyal virtue, stars for light from God above!
In this sign we've lived and conquered mountain, plain and trackless sea;
Peaceful gains and warlike triumphs, all, O God, we owe to Thee!
From a weak and struggling people, Thou hast raised us up to might.
O, Thou God of Hosts, we pray Thee, make our strength a shield of right!
Thou has built this great Republic, out-flung over land and sea;
Hold it ever in Thy keeping, sacred refuge of the free!
-Russel M. Seeds in Indianapolis Press.
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