Arthur Christopher Benson (1862-1925)
Land of Hope and Glory
(1) 1902 Version: VI. Land of Hope and Glory. Finale (Contralto Solo and Tutti)
1 Land of hope and glory, Mother of the free,
2 How may we extol thee, who are born of thee?
3 Truth and Right and Freedom, each a holy gem,
4 Stars of solemn brightness, weave thy diadem.
5 Tho' thy way be darkened, still in splendour drest,
6 As the star that trembles o'er the liquid West.
7 Throned amid the billows, throned inviolate,
8 Though hast reigned victorious, thou has smiled at fate.
9 Land of hope and glory, Fortress of the free,
10 How may we extol thee, praise thee, honour thee?
11 Hark, a mighty nation maketh glad reply;
12 Lo, our lips are thankful, lo, our hearts are high!
13 Hearts in hope uplifted, loyal lips that sing;
14 Strong in faith and freedom, we have crowned our King!
Thank You Star for posting this poem. We are indeed the Land of Hope and Glory. My Grandmother came to America in 1899 from Finland. She was a gorgeous red head, Finn-Swede. She was born in 1864 and went home to Glory in 1970, 94 years old. She never gave up her mother land, nor the tongue. Her life here was tough, but a lot better in the long run. She had four children in Canada, (my mom one of them), and three in the USA. Her youngest child served in the United States Marines. He died last April.