The storm is ended! The impartial sunLaughs down upon the battle lost and won,And crowns the triumph of the cloudy hostIn rolling lines retreating to the coast.
Fortune is like a widow won,And truckles to the bold alone.william somervile
Jesus, still lead on,Till our rest be won!And although the way be cheerless,We will follow calm and fearless;Guide us by Thy handTo our fatherland!
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