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Maceo.

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Maceo dead! a thrill of sorrow          Through our hearts in sadness ran      When we felt in one sad hour          That the world had lost a man.      He had clasped unto his bosom         The sad fortunes of his land -      Held the cause for which he perished          With a firm, unfaltering hand.      On his lips the name of freedom          Fainted with his latest breath.      Cuba Libre was his watchword          Passing through the gates of death.      With the light of God around us,          Why this agony and strife?      With the cross of Christ before us,          Why this fearful waste of life?      Must the pathway unto freedom          Ever mark a crimson line,      And the eyes of wayward mortals          Always close to light divine?      Must the hearts of fearless valor          Fail 'mid crime and cruel wrong,      When the world has read of heroes          Brave and earnest, true and strong?      Men to stay the floods of sorrow          Sweeping round each war-crushed heart;      Men to say to strife and carnage -          From our world henceforth depart.      God of peace and God of nations,          Haste! oh, haste the glorious day      When the reign of our Redeemer          O'er the world shall have its sway.      When the swords now blood encrusted,          Spears that reap the battle field,      Shall be changed to higher service,          Helping earth rich harvests yield.      Where the widow weeps in anguish,          And the orphan bows his head,      Grant that peace and joy and gladness          May like holy angels tread.      Pity, oh, our God the sorrow          Of thy world from thee astray,      Lead us from the paths of madness          Unto Christ the living way.      Year by year the world grows weary          'Neath its weight of sin and strife,      Though the hands once pierced and bleeding          Offer more abundant life.      May the choral song of angels          Heard upon Judea's plain      Sound throughout the earth the tidings          Of that old and sweet refrain.

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