In the paths where God’s honor and man’s honor mate;
Where woman is honored as mother and wife
The war drum throbs never nor screams the shrill fife;
There freedom and justice with honor and truth
Keep our nation alive in the vigor of youth,—
There smile the bright heavens which never wax old,
And there a free flag will forever unfold.
Whatever they say, however they brag,
’Tis these put the white in our flag.
Not our patriot deaths,