God's blessing be upon her. II. She never faltered for the right, Nor ever will hereafter; Fling up her name with all your might, Shake roof-tree and shake rafter. But of old deeds she need not brag, How she broke sword and fetter; Fling out again the old striped flag! She'll do yet more and better. III. In peace her sails fleck all the seas, Her mills shake every river; And where are scenes so fair as these God and her true hands give her? Her claim in war who seeks to rob? All others come in later--