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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.
The Library of the World’s Best Literature. An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Joseph Hopkinson (1770–1842)

Hail, Columbia!

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 was gone,

Enjoyed 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.

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 off’ring 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!

Firm, united, etc.

Sound, sound the trump of fame!

Let Washington’s great name

Ring through the world with loud applause!

Ring through the world with loud applause!

Let every clime, to freedom dear,

Listen with a joyful ear;

With equal skill, with steady power,

He governs in the fearful hour

Of horrid war, or guides with ease

The happier time of honest peace.

Firm, united, etc.

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 armed in virtue, firm and true,

His hopes are fixed on Heaven and you;

When hope was sinking in dismay,

When gloom obscured Columbia’s day

His steady mind, from changes free,

Resolved on death or Liberty.

Firm, united, etc.