William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
Ode on the Anniversary of American Independence1787S
Though courted by each liberal mind,
To shed on us her heavenly dews,
And heal the madness of mankind.
Hang gloomy o’er each freeborn son,
And Discord render vain that power
Which Columbia’s chieftains won.
Whence all our hopes and blessings spring,
Still glorious scenes expanded lie,
And future grandeur’s on the wing.
No limits, no restrictions knows;
Ere long Columbia shall be bless’d,
And rise superior to her foes.
Freedom’s bright star more splendid rise;
Fresh joys shall add to every scene,
Her brighter sun illume the skies.
She’ll add new strength to Concord’s chain;
We’ll banish wide these party claims,
And all unite as friends again.
And—tyrants trembling at his nod—
She’ll bend to him who shakes the skies,
Resolved to know no other God.