[MUSIC - "OH SAY, WHAT IS
TRUTH?"]
(SINGING) Oh say what is truth? 'Tis the fairest gem that the
riches of worlds can produce. And priceless the
value of truth will be when the proud monarch's
costliest diadem is counted but dross and refuse.
Yes, say, what is truth? 'Tis
the brightest prize to which mortals and gods can aspire. Go searching the depths
where it glittering lies, or ascend in pursuit
to the loftiest skies. 'Tis an aim for
the noblest desire. The sceptre may fall
from the despot's grasp when with winds of
stern justice he copes. But the pillar of truth
will endure to the last, and its firm-rooted
bulwarks outstand the rude blast and the wreck
of the fell tyrant's hopes. Then say, what is truth? 'Tis the last and the
first, for the limits of time it steps over. Though the heavens depart and
the earth's fountains burst, truth, the sum of existence,
will weather the worst. Eternal, unchanged, evermore--
eternal, unchanged, evermore.
[ORGAN PLAYING]
