Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? Oh, regret the past, forgive the future's past. Sweet spirit, hear my prayer.
Oh, leave me not alone in dreams. Send this blinded heart relief. Make of all my life I feel your care.
See it's here, it's here, my prayer. Oh, make my life, I feel your care. See it's here, it's here, my prayer.
Hear, oh hear, my friend! Ah, hear, my friend! Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
Grimly in fear Scrambling still, I'll turn away the world's cold crown, and dry my falling tears. Oh, leave me not alone in grief, and in sorrow, and in pain. Free, then this light and heart, Relieve, then this light and heart, Relieve, make now my light, O my light, my future care, Seek still this here my prayer.
O my light, my future care,
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Marie Narelle 1870–1941
An Australian soprano billed as “the Queen of Irish Song”, which she was not by birth — she was born in New South Wales — but became by repertoire, touring America and Britain with Irish ballads after her success at the 1904 St Louis World's Fair.
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