National Hymns, Original and Selected: For the Use of Those who are "slaves to No Sect"Published and sold at the Office of the Investigator, 1836 - 140 pagine |
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National Hymns, Original and Selected: For the Use of Those who are "slaves ... Abner Kneeland Visualizzazione completa - 1836 |
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1st Voice.-Watchman 2d Voice.-Trav'ller ABNER KNEELAND awake beams beauty bids bigotry set blessings blest bliss blithe brave breast bright cease chain charms cheerful cheerily doth DOXOLOGIES dreams e'er earth endless pain ev'ry eyes fair faith fear feel flow flowers flying foes freedom freemen friend of human friends friendship glee glorious glory hail happy heart heart delight hosannas human HYMNS join joyful knowledge land laws liberty life's light live merry mind moral morning native nature nature's ne'er night numbers o'er peace praise priests reason reign rise Rule Britannia scenes seek shine shore sigh sing skies slave smiles Snatch fleeting pleasures social song sons SONS of freedom sorrow soul sound spring star sublime superstition superstition's sweet sword of truth tear temple ring thee thine timbrel tongue true truth tyrants universal song virtue virtue's voice wisdom woes
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Pagina 76 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Pagina 60 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? — Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa'; Let him follow me!
Pagina 96 - SOUND the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea ; Jehovah has triumphed ; his people are free. Sing, for the pride of the tyrant is broken, His chariots, his horsemen, all splendid and brave ; How vain was their boasting ! the Lord hath but spoken, And chariots and horsemen are sunk in the wave.
Pagina 12 - HAIL, great Creator, wise and good ! To thee our songs we raise: Nature, through all her various scenes, Invites us to thy praise. 2 At morning, noon, and evening mild, Fresh wonders strike our view ; And while we gaze, our hearts exult, With transports ever new.
Pagina 115 - 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, 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. Firm, united, let us be, Rallying round our Liberty; As a band of brothers joined, Peace and safety we shall find.