Hail, Columbia! (1798)
by Joseph Hopkinson
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Hail, Columbia! happy land!
Hail, ye heroes, heaven born band!
Who fought and bled in freedom's cause,
Who fought and bled in freedom's cause.
And when the storm of war is gone,
Enjoy the peace your valor won;
Let independence be your boast,
Ever mindful what it cost;
Ever grateful for the prize,
Let its altar reach the skies.
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(Chorus)
Firm, united, let us be,
Rallying round our liberty.
As a band of brothers joined,
Peace and safety we shall find.
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2.
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-earnd prize
While offering peace sincere and just
In heaven we place a manly trust
That truth and justice will prevail
And every scheme of bondage fail
Firm __ united, &c.
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3.
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 every clime to Freedom dear
Listen with a joyful ear __
With equal skill the godlike pow'r
He governs in the fearful hour
Of horrid war or guides with ease
The happier times of honest peace __
Firm __ united, &c.
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4.
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 heaven and you __
When hope was sinking in dismay
When glooms obscured Columbia's day
His steady mind from changes free
Resolved on Death or Liberty __
Firm __ united, &c.
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