WE join to-day the east and west,
The stormy and the tranquil seas.
O Father, be the bridal blest!
The earth is on her knees.
Thou, Thou didst give our hand the might
To hew the hemisphere in twain
And level for these waters bright
The mountain with the main:
In freedom let the great ships go
On freedom’s errand, sea to sea, —
The oceans rise, the hills bend low,
Servants of liberty.
The nations here shall flash through foam
And paint their pennons with the sun
Till every harbor is a home
And all the flags are one.
We join to-day the east and west,
The stormy and the tranquil seas.
O Father, be the bridal blest!
Earth waits it on her knees.