They smote and stood, who held the hope

Of nations on that slippery slope

Amid the cheers of Christendom!

God lives! He forged the iron will

That clutched and held that trembling hill.

God lives and reigns! He built and lent

Those heights for Freedom's battlement,

Where floats her flag in triumph still!

Love rules; her gentler purpose runs.

A mighty mother turns in tears