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Let the hills and vales resound, every heart with rapture bound

Hymnal: Manual for the chapel of Girard College #226 (1891) Lyrics: 1 Let the hills and vales resound, every heart with rapture bound; Our flag doth fly 'neath freedom's sky. Wake now our song! Oh bless our native land. Ever free Columbia stand! And this our motto be while we march along. Chorus: Sires of old, your fame is writ in gold; Your heritage we treasure and your mandates heed, While time shall last, no stain shall e'er be cast, To dim the light that shines above each patriot deed. Let the hills and vales resound, every heart with rapture bound! Our flag doth fly 'neath freedom's sky. Wake now our song! Oh bless our native land. Ever free Columbia stand! And this our motto be while we march along. No land so sweet to thy wanderer's feet; Land of home, no land so sweet to wand'rer's feet, peace forever dwell on thy rock-bound strand; And thy sons be true, fair flag, to you, God's blessing fall on our own dear land. Let the hills and vales resound, every heart with rapture bound! Our flag doth fly 'neath freedom's sky, wake now our song! Oh bless our native land. Ever free Columbia stand! And this our motto be while we march along. Languages: English
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Let the hills and vales resound, ev'ry heart with rapture bound

Author: George Cooper Hymnal: A Manual of Worship #287 (1903) Lyrics: 1 Let the hills and vales resound, ev'ry heart with rapture bound; Our flag doth fly 'neath freedom's sky. Wake now our song! Oh bless our native land. Ever free Columbia stand! And this our motto be while we march along. 2 Sires of old, your fame is writ in gold; Your heritage we treasure and your mandates heed; While time shall last, no stain shall e'er be cast, To dim the light that shines above each Patriot deed. 3 Let the hills and vales resound, ev'ry heart with rapture bound! Our flag doth fly 'neath freedom's sky. Wake now our song! Oh bless our native land. Ever free Columbia stand! And this our motto be while we march along. 4 Dear native land, 'neath thy stars we stand, Ev'ry heart forever thy shield will be; As in days of old, when first unrolled, Flag of our nation, we march 'neath thee. 5 No land so sweet to thy wand'rer's feet; Peace forever dwell on thy rock-bound strand; And thy sons be true, fair flag, to you, God's blessing fall on our own dear land. 6 Let the hills and vales resound, ev'ry heart with rapture bound! Our flag doth fly 'neath freedom's sky. Wake now our song! Oh bless our native land. Ever free Columbia stand! And this our motto be while we march along. The hills and vales resound, resound with song, resound with song. Languages: English

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