HAIL THE FLAG.
Sung, to the music of “Marching through Georgia,” at the anniversary of the National Society of the Children of the American Revolution, held in Columbia Theatre, Washington, D. C., Feb. 22, 1899.
Hail, all hail, the flag above us. Oh, how oft, to right
Wrong that war alone could end, that flag has led the fight,
Streaming on with fire and shot till, through the smoke, the light
Burst on the victory of freedom!
Chorus:
Hurrah! Hurrah! beneath the flag to be!
Hurrah! Hurrah! its loyal wards are we!
Where the Stars and Stripes are flying over land or sea,
Under the flag there is freedom.
Hail, all hail, the flag above us. Peace is in each hue;
Storms are signal’d not by stars, or skies red, white, or blue;
Peace is in it e’en in war, for, when the war is through,
That which has won then is freedom.
Chorus: Hurrah! Hurrah! etc.
Hail, all hail, the flag above us. In its blue more bright
Shine the stars to guide our way than in the dome of night;
Higher aims the hope that sees them, for their spotless white
Symbols the pure light of freedom.
Chorus: Hurrah! Hurrah! etc.
Hail, all hail, the flag above us. Nature never knew,
In the dawn’s red ladder-bars where daylight climbs to view,
Stripes that brought as fair a day as these anon shall do,
When all the world turns to freedom.
Chorus: Hurrah! Hurrah! etc.