GOD help him! Ay, and let us help him, too, <br />Help him with our one hundred million minds <br />Molded to loyalty, so that he finds <br />The faith of the Republic pulsing through <br />All clashes of opinion, faith still true <br />To its divine young vision of mankind's <br />Freedom and brotherhood. May all the winds, <br />North, south, east, west, waft him our honor due! <br />For he is one who, when the tempest breaks <br />In shattering fury, wild with thunder-jars <br />And javelins of lightning that transform <br />All the familiar scene to horror, makes <br />A hush about him in the heart of storm, <br />Remembering the quiet of the stars.<br /><br />Katharine Lee Bates<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-president-2/
