O Mighty Boulder, wrought by God's own hand,
Throughout all future ages thou shalt stand
A monument of honor to the brave
Who yielded up their lives, their all, to save
Our glorious country, and to make it free
From bondsmen's tears and lash of slavery.
Securely welded to thy rugged breast,
Through all the coming ages there shall rest
Our Lincoln's tribute to a patriot band,
The noblest ever penned by human hand.
The storms of centuries may lash and beat
The granite face and bronze with hail and sleet;
But futile all their fury. In a day
The loyal sun will melt them all away.
Equal in death our gallant heroes sleep
In Southern trench, home grave, or ocean deep;
Equal in glory, fadeless as the light
The stars send down upon them through the night.
O priceless heritage for us to keep
Our heroes' fame immortal while they sleep!
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O God still guide us with thy loving hand,
Keep and protect our glorious Fatherland.
[Illustration: BAS-RELIEF HEAD OF LINCOLN