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Boston Hymn

The word of the Lord by night
To the watching Pilgrims came, I
As they sat by the seaside,
And filled their hearts with flame.

God said, I am tired of kings,
I suffer them no more; II
Up to my ear the morning brings
The outrage of the poor.

Think ye I made this ball
A field of havoc and war, III
Where tyrants great and tyrants small
Might harry the weak and poor?

My angel,--his name is Freedom,-- C
hoose him to be your king; IV
He shall cut pathways east and west
And fend you with his wing.

Lo! I uncover the land
Which I hid of old time in the West, V
As the sculptor uncovers the statue
When he has wrought his best.

I show Columbia, of the rocks
Which dip their foot in the seas VI
And soar to the air-borne flocks
Of clouds and the boreal fleece.

I will divide my goods;
Call in the wretch and slave: VII
None shall rule but the humble.
And none but Toil shall have.

The selection reflects the American ___________.
A)faith in freedom and democracy
B)ideal of liberty, equality, and fraternity
C)individualism
D)belief in manifest destiny