  A torn sunset of purple and crimson Floats o’er the warring breeze, While a powerful new light is forming Far o’er the briny seas, For the day of dynasties is fading Into the darkest night, As a world republic is arising Clear as the morning light. Faith in God will enlighten our vision Shining through grim despair, For a wonderful light is approaching, Glowing with love and care, Completely trusting in God above us, Though sad our hearts may be, Will reveal the dawn of a brighter day In fair democracy. |
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