America’s token of faith never broken,
Sweet signal that flutters o’er mountain and sea;
That mutely repeats what our fathers have spoken,
That tells the oppressed they may come and be free!
O proud flag of freedom, how swells with delight
The breast of the wand’rer who meets thee afar;
What home-visions come with the gladdening sight,
And how fond dwells his eye on each stripe and each star!
Thus be it forever, while oceans may sever,
Or fate hold in exile, a man from our shore!