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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 was gone, | 5 |
| Enjoyed 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. | 10 |
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| 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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| Immortal patriots! rise once more: | 15 |
| 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. | 20 |
| 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. | |
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| Firm, united, etc. | 25 |
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| 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, | 30 |
| Listen with a joyful ear. | |
| With equal skill, and godlike power, | |
| He governed in the fearful hour | |
| Of horrid war; or guides, with ease, | |
| The happier times of honest peace. | 35 |
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| Firm, united, etc. | |
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| 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; | 40 |
| But, armed in virtue firm and true, | |
| His hopes are fixed on Heaven and you. | |
| When hope was sinking in dismay, | |
| And glooms obscured Columbia’s day, | |
| His steady mind, from changes free, | 45 |
| Resolved on death or liberty. | |
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| Firm, united, let us be, | |
| Rallying round our Liberty; | |
| As a band of brothers joined, | |
| Peace and safety we shall find. | 50 |
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