The Star-Spangled Cross and the pure field of white
Is the banner we give to the breeze,
‘Tis an emblem of Freedom unfurled in the right,
O’er our homes and our lands and our seas.
We’ll stand by the Cross
And the pure field of white,
While a shred’s left to float on the air:
Our trust is in God, who can help us in fight,
And defend those who ask Him in prayer.
For years we have cringed to the uplifted rod,
For years have demanded our right,
Our voice shouts defiance, our trust is in God,
And the strong arm that gives us our might.
Our hills and our vales with the death shriek may ring,
And our forests may swarm with the foe,
But still to the breeze our proud banner we’ll fling,
And to Vict’ry or Death we will go.
— The Star Spangled Cross and the Pure Field of White;
written and composed by “Subaltern.”