The Servant Nation

Arising in the dawning
I see a morning star,
A world new born and radiant,
Free from the curse of war.
No conflict mars its beauty,
No hostile threats alarm.
Its skies are clear of danger;
Its seas conceal no harm.
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Come then, Servant-Nation.
In every land arise!
Make of our cherished planet
A fear-free paradise.
World citizens the vanguard
To bring mankind release;
Our Commonwealth the symbol
Of harmony and peace.
H.J.S.

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