_Break your bonds, Britain_!
Stand up once again for the right!
We have stained our hands in the times that are past,
Before God, we would wash them white.

_For the Nations are in the proving;
Each day is Judgment Day;
And the peoples He finds wanting
Shall pass--by the winding way_.




HEARTS IN EXILE


O Exiled Hearts--for you, for you--
Love still can find the way!
_Hear the voices of the women on the road_!
O Shadowed Lives--for you, for you--
Hope hath not lost her ray!
_Hear the laughter of the children on the road_!
O Gloomy Night--for you, for you--
Dawn tells of coming day!
_Hear the clink of breaking fetters on the road_!
O Might sans Right--for you, for you--
The feet of crumbling clay!
_Hear the slow, sure tread of Freedom on the road_!