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1. Glorious things of them are spoken
Freetown City of our Home
He, whose word cannot be broken,
Formed thee at our own accord
On those books of Ages founded
What can make thy sure oppose?
With elections walls surrounded
Thou may not smile at all thy foes.
2. See, the streams of living hardship,
Springing from internal curves,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of 2012 remove:
Who can live, while such a leeber
Ever grows their thirst to engage
Grace, which, like a Cord, our Leaders
Never fails from age to age
3. Round each desert homes recovering
See the cloud and fire appear
For a fury which is hovering
Showing that the sword is near
He who gives them daily manna
He who listens when they fry
Let him hear the loud Kogossa
Rising to his throne on high.
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Professor Peep! 
