The league of the Iroquois and other legends : from the Indian muse

" In His love alone we rest ;
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He be praised for every good ;
So may be oiir Council blest,
And our every foe subdued ;
Only He can shield from harm
When our fiercer foes assail ;
Only in His mighty arm
May our weaker hand prevail.
" Brothers ! that must ever be
One in hope and one in fame,
In your eyes a light I see
Brighter than the Council-flame
When its midnight brightness fell ;
And I augur from its ray
You have pondered wisely well
On my word of yesterday.
" Brothers ! that before me stand,
Though of many a lodge and name,
Though of many a tribe and baud ;
One in hope, and one in aim ;
Shall we stand or shall we fall ?
Are my words of counsel good ?
Are your hands for Union all ?
Are your hearts for Brotherhood ? "