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Sword of Jehovah
Sword of Jehovah, swing
O’er the world’s ravening,
Wide on the tempest’s wing,
Swing far! Swing free!
Where the mailed hand is set,
Braced to the bayonet,
Bloody and warm and wet,
Swing far! Swing free!
Strike where the sordid great
Revel in royal state,
Liberty desolate,
Strike far! Strike free!
Where the King’s coursers champ,
Where the mailed millions tramp,
Ringed round the tyrant’s camp,
Strike far! Strike free!
Fall where the Kaiser stands,
Guarded by gory bands,
Known by their bloody hands,
Fall far! Fall free!
Till the last Despots die,
Till the Christ, lifted high,
Consummates Destiny,
Fall far! Fall free!
—A. H. Laidlaw
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