To the tune of "My Country Tis of Thee" |
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Now our evening's work is done,
Then let us ev'ry one, Join in a song. Long may our Order stand Foremost in this free land, Ready with heart and hand To right each wrong. We have a mission great, True to our Church and State, Onward we move. We dry the mourner's tear, The tired heart we cheer, Faith in our works appear, Upheld by Love. |