English poem
The Echo, Song V
by Anonymous
God save the United States, Free from the worst of fates, Vile Gallic sway. May they forever be, Just, Independent, free, Liberty's nursery, Without dismay.
O God, great ADAMS save, The firm, the good, the brave, Who now commands. May every enemy, Far from his presence flee, And be dire anarchy, Crush'd by his hands.
Save too great WASHINGTON, Columbia's dearest son, To be our shield. When war's renew'd alarms, Shall call again to arms, And threat'ning danger warns Us to the field.
"O Lord, our God arise, "Scatter our enemies, "And make them fall. "Confound their politics, "Frustrate their knavish tricks, "On the our hopes are fix'd, "O save us all."
Let all with one consent, Unite with Government, Our rights to guard. May jarring discord cease, Our social joys increase, And smiling Heaven-born peace Be our Reward.