And heap them all, the new, the old,
Before our country’s stately shrine.
Bring hardihood from north and east,
Bring beauty from the south and west,
Bring valor to adorn the feast,
Bring all that has withstood time’s test.
We grudge you not the riches rare,
We grudge you not your acres broad,
We bring you for our noble share
The liberty to worship God.