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Hail, Columbia
American Corner | 2013-01-24 11:21
Hail! Columbia happy land
Hail! Ye Heroes heav'n born band
Who fought and bled in freedom's cause
Who fought and bled in freedom's cause
And when the storm of war was gone
Enjoy'd the peace your valor won
Let Independence be our boast
Ever mindful what it cost
Ever grateful for the prize
Let its Altar reach the Skies.
CHORUS:
Firm united let us be
Rallying round our Liberty
As a band of Brothers join'd
Peace and safety we shall find.
Immortal Patriots rise once more
Defend your rights--defend your shore
Let no rude foe with impious hand
Let no rude foe with impious hand
Invade the shrine where sacred lies
Of toil and blood the well earned prize
While offring peace, sincere and just
In heav'n we place a manly trust
That truth and justice may prevail
And ev'ry scheme of bondage fail.
Sound sound the trump of fame
Let Washington's great name
Ring thro the world with loud applause
Ring thro the world with loud applause.
Let ev'ry clime to Freedom dear
Listen with a joyful ear--
With equal skill with godlike pow'r
He governs in the fearful hour
Of horrid war or guides with ease
The happier times of honest peace.
Behold the Chief who now commands
Once more to serve his Country stands
The rock on which the storm will beat
The rock on which the storm will beat
But arm'd in virtue firm and true
His hopes are fixed on Heav'n and you--
When hope was sinking in dismay
When glooms obscur'd Columbia's day
His steady mind from changes free
Resolv'd on Death or Liberty.
(JOSEPH HOPKINSON)
