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All spirit of war to the Gospel shall bow;
The bow lie unstrung at the foot of the plough;
To prune the young orchard the spear shall be bent,
And love greet the world with a smile of content.
Slight tinctures of skin shall no longer engage
The fervour of jealousy, murder and rage;
The white and the red shall in friendship be join'd,
Wide spreading benevolence over mankind.
Hail! scene of felicity, transport and joy,
When sin and vexation shall cease to annoy;
Rich blessings of grace from above shall be given,
And life only serve as a passage to heaven.
Roll forward, sear Saviour! roll forward the day,
When all shall submit and rejoice in thy sway;
When white men, and Indians, united in praise,
One vast hallelujah triumphant shall raise.
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11 11 11 11
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WAR DEPARTMENT
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