Then, In That Hour Of Deliverance, My

O! Thus Be It Ever, When Freemen Shall Stand Between Their Loved Home And The War's Desolation! Blest With Victory And Peace, May The Heav'n Rescued Land Praise The Power That Hath Made And Preserved Us A Nation. Then Conquer We Must, When Our Cause It Is Just, And This Be Our Motto: 'in God Is Our Trust.' And The Star-spangled Banner In Triumph Shall Wave O'er The Land Of The Free And The Home Of The Brave!

Then, In That Hour Of Deliverance, My Heart Spoke. Does Not Such A Country, And Such Defenders Of Their Country, Deserve A Song?

Oh, Say Can You See By The Dawn's Early Light What So Proudly We Hailed As The Twilight's Last Gleaming? Whose Broad Stripes And Bright Stars Thru The Perilous Fight O'er The Ramplarts We Watched Were So Gallantly Streaming? And The Rocket's Red Glare, The Bombs Bursting In Air, Gave Proof Through The Night That Our Flag Was Still There. Oh, Say Does That Star-spangled Banner Yet Wave O'er The Land Of The Free And The Home Of The Brave?

I Do Not Believe There Are Any New Objections To Be Discovered To The Truth Of Christianity. Men May Argue Ingeniously Against Our Faith, But What Can They Say In Defense Of Their Own?

The Patriot Who Feels Himself In The Service Of God, Who Acknowledges Him In All His Ways, Has The Promise Of Almighty Direction, And Will Find His Word In His Greatest Darkness.