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Show Land of Our Birth Land of our Ulrth, wo pledgo to theo Our lovo and toll in tho years t0 be; When wo nro grown and tako our placo, As men and women with our race. Teach us to rulo ourselves alwuy, Controlled and cleanly night and day; That wo may bring, If need arise, No maimed or worthless sacrlllce. Teach us tho strength that cannot seek By deed or thought to hurt tho weak; That, under God, wo may possess Man's strength to comfort mnn's distress. dis-tress. i Teach us delight In slmplo things, And mirth that has no better springs; Forgiveness freo of ovll done, "tr" And lovo ot all men 'neath tho sun! 1 Land of oir birth, our faith, our prldo, I For whoso dear sako our Fathers I died; I O, Motherland, wo pledgo to theo Head, heart and hand through tho ;'i years to bo I b Rudyard Kipling. B |