We are children of the sun,
Rising sun!
Weaving Southern destiny,
Waiting for the mighty hour
When our Shiloh shall appear
With the flaming sword of right,
With the steel of brotherhood,
And emboss in crimson die
Liberty! Fraternity!
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To bring out the sun make a chain of butter cups and wear them in your hair.Spin around three times and repeat this rhyme GLITTER GLIMMER MAGIC SUN SHINE YOUR LIGHT ON EVERYONE