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No more, then, now no more
    'Tis ours to watch by the burning lake,
But ours, thank God, to wage this war,
    Thank God—for freedom's sake,

Till freedom shall be strong
    Through hell her heavenly work to do;
For force is neither right nor wrong
    But the use we put it to.

So this is the pledge we plight:
    That we can fight, who do not hate,
And we for freedom's love will fight
    In the venomed teeth of fate.

Gird, then, our hearts to blaze
    Once more through battle's black alarms,
God of our fathers, and upraise
    America in arms!