32 THE SACRIFICE OF CONTINUAL PRAISE. and none shall quench them.' ” If God be for us who can be against us ? We go back not one step. * * * “ One voice, like the sound in the cloud, When the roar of the storm waxes loud and more loud, Wherever the foot of the freeman hath pressed, From the Delaware’s marge to the lake of the west; On the South going breezes shall deepen and glow ’Till the land it sweeps over shall tremble, below The voice of a people up-risen, awake, America’s watch-word, with freedom at stake, Thrilling up from each valley, flung down from each height, Our country and liberty ! God for the right! ”
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