Firm may she ever stand,
Through storm and night;
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of winds and wave!
Do Thou our country save,
By Thy great might.
For her our prayer shall rise
To God above the skies;
on Him we wait;
Thou, who art ever nigh,
Guardian with watchful eye!
To Thee aloud we cry
God save the state!
John S. Dwight, 1844
My help cometh from the Lord,
which made heaven and earth.
Psalm 121:2
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