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Still are his blessings on increase,
If they be borne aright:
Where there was war, there now is peace—
Where darkness, there is light;
And science yieldeth, every hour,
Those gifts to knowledge which are power.
My glorious country! thou whose feet
Are on the mountain’s height.
So may thy onward progress meet
The morning’s mighty light;
Still to thy great advance be given
The steps that bring thee nearer heaven.
