INDEPENDENCE, an ANTHEM, By the AUTHOR; composed for this Occasion

Afflicted oppress'd, she cried to Albion's King. From tribes of America, the theme was supplication Louring, Silent, Haughty, dumb the Monarch, Black tempest, vengeful fury on his brow.

Hark! Hark! Hark!

The grand council announces, nor whips nor scorpions, Bondage ceaseless, clanking chains: Rivit them, sons of Mars, British forces, Brunswick's troops, Hessian bands, Native Indians, Affric's sable sons, Ships of war, thund'ring cannon, hissing bombs, Confused noise of warriors, with garments roll'd in blood.

Sons of Freedom, Daughters of America, Join your plaintive moan to heaven's king.

Sanctify the Lord of hosts himself; Make him your fear, make him your dread. From the Christal throne,

I heard, I heard, I heard the solemn sound,

As of many waters, Trust ye the Lord Jehovah, Make him your help and shield.

Lo! the angel Gabriel comes. From him that sits upon the throne; All nations hear the great Jehovah's will: America, henceforth seperate, Sit as Queen among the nations.

Sister States, heaven's care, Philadelph the center: Brotherly love the bond of union, heaven cement them, Rays divine dart effulgence on the CONGRESS; Wisdom, firmness, moderation virtue, still attend them.

Live, Live, Live, Beloved of the Lord, until he comes, Whose right it is to reign: Call her FREE and INDEPENDENT STATES of AMERICA! Hallelujah, Praise the Lord. AMEN.