In valleys deep where shadows creep, the cries of men resound,

With hearts so true, they seek what’s due, in laws and rights profound.

Oh, justice fair, beyond compare, your scales of truth we hail,

With strength and grace, in every place, your light shall never fail.

From dawn till dusk, in iron trust, your banner we uphold,

In halls of stone, your voice has grown, more precious than pure gold.

For those in plight, who seek the light, in darkness feel thy hand,

You right the wrong, you make us strong, and in your name we stand.

In silent night, a beacon bright, your call can ne’er be stilled,

With every pen and voice of men, your spirit is instilled.

So lift your head, with courage fed, let justice be our guide,

For in her name, we shape the flame of truth that cannot hide.

Through storm and calm, she holds our palm, a shield that none can breach,

With wisdom old and courage bold, her lessons shall we teach.

To every soul, with fervent goal, let liberty be just,

For in the end, to all defend, in justice we shall trust.