Shout, shout, up with your song
Cry with the wind, for the dawn is breaking
march, march, swing you along
wide blows our banner, and hope is waking.
Song with its story, dreams with their glory
Lo! they call, and glad is their word
Forward! Hark how it swells,
Thunder of freedom, the voice of the Lord.
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NB Lucy, Ethel’s surname is spelt Smyth (like Smith, but with a y)
Looking forward to seeing the exhibition.
All the best!
Gill x