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HAIL, COLUMBIA !
Immortal patriots ! rise once more:
Sound, sound the trump of fame!
clime to Freedom dear
-Joseph Hopkinson. 1770-1842.
COLUMBIA, THE GEM OF THE OCEAN.
O Columbia, the gem of the ocean,
The home of the brave and the free,
A world offers homage to thee!
When Liberty's form stands in view;
When war wing'd its wide desolation
And threatened the land to deform,
Columbia, rode safe thro' the storm ;
When so proudly she bore her brave crew,
The star-spangled banner bring hither,
O’er Columbia's true sons let it wave;
Nor its stars cease to shine on the brave.
But hold to their colors so true;
-David F. Shaw.
BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of
the Lord ; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes
of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword.
His truth is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah ! Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred
They have builded Him an altar in the evening
dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps. His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows
of steel : 66 As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my
grace shall deal ; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel, Since God is marching on.”
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never
call retreat ; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His
judgment seat; O! be swift, my soul, to answer Him, be jubilant,
Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you
As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on.
Chorus -Julia Ward Howe. 1819