1. God save the South,
God save the South,
Her altars and firesides,
God save the South!
Now that the war is nigh,
Now that arm to die,
‖: Chaunting our battle cry,
Freedom or Death! :‖
2. God be our shield,
At home or afield,
Stretch thine arm over us,
Strengthen and save.
What tho’ they’re three to one,
Forward each sire and son,
‖: Strike till the war is won,
Strike to the grave! :‖
3. God make the right,
Stronger than might,
Millions would trample us
Down in their pride.
Lay Thou their legions low,
Roll back the ruthless foe,
‖: Let the proud spoiler know
God’s on our side. :‖
4. Hark honor’s call,
Summoning all,
Summoning all of us
Unto the strife.
Sons of the south awake!
Strike till the brand shall break,
‖: Strike for dear Honor’s sake,
Freedom and Life! :‖
5. Rebels before
Our father’s of yore,
Rebel’s the righteous name
Washington bore.
Why, then, be our’s the same,
The name that he snatch’d from shame.
‖: Making it first in fame,
Foremost in war. :‖
6. War to the hilt,
Their’s be the guilt,
Who fetter the free man
To ransom the slave.
Up, then, and undismay’d,
Sheathe not the battle blade
‖: Till the last foe is laid
Low in the grave! :‖
7. God save the South,
God save the South,
Dry the dim eyes that now
Follow our path.
Still let the light feet rove
Safe through the orange grove;
‖: Still keep the land we love
Safe from Thy wrath. :‖