Should bless and make glad every land that may be
Truth, mighty and noble, down came from the Maker,
The Sovereign Ruler of earth and of sky;
Then cling to her fondly and never forsake her,
Till death shall have closed thy now beaming eye;
Truth is so mighty, Superstition and Error,
All powerless and weak, must fall by her side;
Then, friends of the Right, do not falter in terror,
But nobly press onward with Truth for your guide.