SONG—To follow the PRAYER

When exil'd Freedom, force'd to roam, Sought refuge on Columbia's shores, The lovely wand'rer found a home, And this the DAY that made HER ours. Hail Columbia! Columbia hail! to THEE The praise is due, that MAN IS FREE!

In her defence, the patriot crowd, Rush'd to the field, and frown'd on Death: They seal'd her triumphs with their blood, And hail'd her with their dying breath. Hail Columbia, &c.

'Twas not Columbia's cause alone; At stake, the Rights of Mankind lay: That cause, shall distant Nations own, And hail, with joy, this festive DAY! Hail Columbia, &c.

'Tis the World's Day-Star, and shall last Till Slav'ry's Shadows be withdrawn: And lo! that night is almost past, And Europe's Day begins to dawn. Hail Columbia, &c.

How bright will be its noon-tide ray! When Universal Freedom reigns, When not a Despot clouds the day, And not a Slave on earth remains! Hail Columbia, &c.

Mankind shall ne'er THIS DAY forget, Its BRAVE DEFENDERS' worth shall own; Shall love the Mem'ry of FAYETTE, And shout the Name of WASHINGTON! Hail Columbia, &c.