ARMY HYMN.

"Old Hundred."

O LORD of Hosts! Almighty King! Behold the sacrifice we bring!

To every arm Thy strength impart, Thy spirit shed through every heart!

Wake in our breasts the living fires, The holy faith that warmed our sires; Thy hand hath made our Nation free; To die for her is serving Thee.

Be Thou a pillared flame to show
The midnight snare, the silent foe;
And when the battle thunders loud,
Still guide us in its moving cloud.

God of all Nations! Sovereign Lord!

In Thy dread name we draw the sword,
We lift the starry flag on high

That fills with light our stormy sky.

From treason's rent, from murder's stain, Guard Thou its folds till Peace shall reign, Till fort and field, till shore and sea,

Join our loud anthem, PRAISE TO THEE!

PARTING HYMN.

"Dundee."

FATHER of Mercies, Heavenly Friend,
We seek Thy gracious throne;
To Thee our faltering prayers ascend,
Our fainting hearts are known!

From blasts that chill, from suns that smite, From every plague that harms;

In camp and march, in siege and fight,

Protect our men-at-arms!

Though from our darkened lives they take

What makes our life most dear,

We yield them for their country's sake

With no relenting tear.

Our blood their flowing veins will shed,

Their wounds our breasts will share;

O, save us from the woes we dread,
Or grant us strength to bear!

Let each unhallowed cause that brings
The stern destroyer cease,

Thy flaming angel fold his wings,
And seraphs whisper Peace!

Thine are the sceptre and the sword, Stretch forth Thy mighty hand,Reign Thou our kingless nation's Lord, Rule Thou our throneless land!

THE FLOWER OF LIBERTY.

WHAT flower is this that greets the morn,
Its hues from Heaven so freshly born?
With burning star and flaming band
It kindles all the sunset land:

O tell us what its name may be, -
Is this the Flower of Liberty?

It is the banner of the free,
The starry Flower of Liberty.

In savage Nature's far abode

Its tender seed our fathers sowed;
The storm-winds rocked its swelling bud,
Its opening leaves were streaked with blood,
Till lo! earth's tyrants shook to see
The full-blown Flower of Liberty!
Then hail the banner of the free,
The starry Flower of Liberty.