RECESSIONAL.

God of our fathers, known of

old --

Lord of our far-flung battle line

Beneath whose awful hand we

hold

Dominion over palm and pineLord God of Hosts, be with us yet,

Lest we forget - lest we forget!

The tumult and the shouting dies-

The Captains and the Kings de

part

Still stands Thine ancient sac

rifice,

An humble and a contrite heart.

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On dune and headland sinks the fire

Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,

Lest we forget-lest we forget!

If, drunk with sight of power, we loose

Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe

Such boasting as the Gentiles

use,

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RECESSIONAL.

Or lesser breeds without the

Law

Lord God of Hosts, be with us

yet,

Lest we forget-lest we forget!

For heathen heart that puts her

trust

In reeking tube and iron shardAll valiant dust that builds on