Hail! Watchman, from thy lofty height; Tell us, O tell us of the night? Will Bethlehem’s Star ere long arise And point this nation to the skies? Will paeans ring from land and sea Fraught with untrammelled liberty Till Time’s appointed course be run, And Earth’s millennium be began?

“Cast down your bucket,” let it be As water flows both full and free! Let charity, that twice blest boon Thy watchword be from night to morn. Let kindness as the dew distil To friend and foe, alike, good will; Till sounds the wondrous battle-call, For all one flag, one flag for all.