Lands of Hope Our Story

 

Let us sing our story
That we now can see
How the sight of glory
Faded from the free
Here we stand in fresh light
Free to see our past
In the light of hindsight
O’er with shadows cast
Deadly nights and dark days
Lour through our dreams
 

Where we see our old ways
Gleam like sunny beams
Glory’s golden blaze
Playing fiery games
Till our hopes were raised
By those good old flames
Till our hopes are raised
By these cleansing flames
Fanned by what we praised
All our wond’rous claims.
 

Yet we sing this song
With our voices free
To express the wrong
That we surely see
Through a vision past
Cast in earthly eye
Where no sight can last
‘Neath that darkened sky
That o’er all was cast
In those times gone by
 

It’s our true story
That has kept us free
When these lands held fast
‘Gainst that gory lie
When these lands held fast
Against that big lie
Lands of hope and glory
Mothers of the free
This is our true story
That we all can see
 

Let us sing the story
That has kept us free
To see that old glory
Cannot be the key
It’s that fight through dark night
Fought to find the light
Sought in morning’s glory
Dawn of a new day
Hope is turned our way
Hope is here to stay
 

It’s our true story
That has kept us free
When these lands held fast
‘Gainst that gory lie
When these lands held fast
Against that big lie
Lands of hope and glory
Mothers of the free
This is our true story
That we all can be
 

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