By all the warning words of truth with which the prophets came;
By the future which awaits us; by all the hopes which cast
Their faint and trembling beams across the blackness of the Past;
And in the awful name of Him who for earth’s freedom died;
Oh, ye people! Oh, my brothers! let us choose the righteous side.
“So shall the Northern pioneer go joyful on his way,
To wed Penobscot’s waters to San Francisco’s bay;
To make the rugged places smooth, and sow the vales of grain,
And bear, with Liberty and Law, the Bible in his train;
The mighty West shall bless the earth, and sea shall answer sea,