I.

When God, who is forever free,

Breathed life into my earthly frame,--

From that first day, by his free will

When I a living soul became,--

A babe upon my mother's breast,

Ere power of speech was given to me,

Even then I stretched my feeble arms

Forth to embrace thee, Liberty!

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