GOD help him! Ay, and let us help him, too, br Help him with our one hundred million minds br Molded to loyalty, so that he finds br The faith of the Republic pulsing through br All clashes of opinion, faith still true br To its divine young vision of mankind's br Freedom and brotherhood. May all the winds, br North, south, east, west, waft him our honor due! br For he is one who, when the tempest breaks br In shattering fury, wild with thunder-jars br And javelins of lightning that transform br All the familiar scene to horror, makes br A hush about him in the heart of storm, br Remembering the quiet of the stars.