Trust must take the labor hand,
He, the elder, guide the feet,
Lead him to a better land;
Let Trust's heart to Labor's beat.
And the Socialistic band
Quench the fire that burns within!
Love your brother in this land,—
Sinners never conquered sin.
Make a family circle now;
All from East to West join hands;
Wipe the sin from off your brow;
Break from off your heart its bands!
Each of us must have a part
In this glorious Symphony.
Heart responsive to each heart,
Onward, lead us, Destiny!
He, the elder, guide the feet,
Lead him to a better land;
Let Trust's heart to Labor's beat.
And the Socialistic band
Quench the fire that burns within!
Love your brother in this land,—
Sinners never conquered sin.
Make a family circle now;
All from East to West join hands;
Wipe the sin from off your brow;
Break from off your heart its bands!
Each of us must have a part
In this glorious Symphony.
Heart responsive to each heart,
Onward, lead us, Destiny!
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