:No tyrants here linger, despots must flee:This tranquil haven of democracy:The blood of our sires which hallows the sod,:Brought freedom from slavery, oppression's rod:By the might of truth, and the grace of god,:No longer shall we be hewers of wood.
: The blood of our sires, which hallows the sod,: Brought freedom from slavery oppression’s rod,: By the might of truth and the grace of God,: No longer shall we be hewers of wood.