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We Hold the Power and Bear the Responsibility
Abraham Lincoln, Second Annual Message to Congress, 12/1/1862

A nation may be said to consist of its territory, its people, and its laws. The territory is the only part which is of certain durability…

If there ever could be a proper time for mere catch arguments, that time is surely not now. In times like the present, men should utter nothing for which they would not willingly be responsible through time and in eternity…

The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new, so we must think anew, and act anew. We must disenthrall ourselves, and then we shall save our country.

Fellow-citizens, we cannot escape history. We of this Congress and this administration, will be remembered in spite of ourselves. No personal significance, or insignificance, can spare one or another of us. The fiery trial through which we pass, will light us down, in honor or dishonor, to the latest generation. We say we are for the Union. The world will not forget that we say this. We know how to save the Union. The world knows we do know how to save it. We, even we here, hold the power, and bear the responsibility. In giving freedom to the slave, we assure freedom to the free—honorable alike in what we give, and what we preserve. We shall nobly save, or meanly lose the last, best hope of earth. Other means may succeed; this could not fail. The way is plain, peaceful, generous, just—a way which, if followed, the world will forever applaud, and God must forever bless.

He Ain't Heavy…He's my Brother
Music by Bobby Scott, lyrics by Bob Russell.

The road is long, with many a winding turn,
That leads us to who knows where,
Who knows where.
But I'm strong, strong enough to carry him;
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.
So on we go; his welfare is my concern,
No burden is he to bear,
We'll get there.
For I know he would not encumber me;
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.
If I'm laden at all,
I'm laden with sadness
That everyone's heart
Isn't filled
With the gladness of love for one another.
It's a long, long road from which there is no return
While we're on our way to there,
Why not share?
And the load doesn't weigh me down at all;
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.

My Brother's Keeper
From The Holy Bible, King James version, Genesis 4:9

And the Lord said unto Cain,
Where is Abel thy brother?
And he said,
I know not: Am I my brother's keeper?