Classic Poem

The God of battles praise;
Paeans of honor raise,
With heart and song.
God is our shield and tower,
Our strength in danger's hour;
To Him all might and power
And praise belong.

Here, O memorial, stand, —
Here, where the patriot band
Battled so well;
Here, where the nation's pride
The rushing storm defied;
Here, where the true and tried,
Unconquered, fell.

Tears for the loved and lost;
Joy for the land which cost
Such sacrifice.
Fond memory, grateful, weeps
Where each dead martyr sleeps,
And love her vigil keeps, —
Love never dies.

Sound, glorious trump of fame,
Salute each honored name,
Praise for the brave:
Tell what high deeds were done,
What triumphs Freedom won, —
God was their help alone,
Mighty to save.