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Show "HET VOLKSLIED." (The following Is a translation of "Het Volkslied," the national hymn of the South African republic.) Know ye the folk of fearless soul. Though long oppressed by might? They sacrifice their blood, their all, For freedom and for right. Come, Burghers, let our flags be streaming-Submit not patiently; The broadswords of our braves be gleam-, gleam-, ing A people free are we, A people free, A people free, A people free are we. Know ye the land, but seldom sought, And yet so rich and fair-Where fair-Where Nature her great wonders wrought And lavishes her care? Transvaalers, free your hearts with singing sing-ing 'Tis there we took our stand; Where echoes of our guns are ringing. There is our Fatherland, That glorious land, That glorious land. There is our Fatherland. ! Know ye the state? a child at school 'Mong other realms it mav be: But still the mighty British rule Did once declare it free. Transvaalers, vainly have we striven Our lot's but pain and hate; But God to us has rescue given. And we possess our State-Praise State-Praise be to God, Praise be. to God, Praise God for land and state. |