NATIONAL HYMNS. HYMN CCXLIII. ΑΙ L. M. [RICHARDS.] National Anthem. LL hail Almighty, glorious Sire, Ten thoufand ambush'd deaths around: 5 Then bloom'd the wafte, at thy command; 6 Thefe wond'rous works, O Lord, were thine; Thine be the glory, honor, praife; While choral fymphonies divine, In Heaven, and earth, prolong the lays. Hymn for America. COLUMBIA rife, arife, to praife! Lead all thy millions forth, And loud the grateful Anthem roll, 3 In ancient days, in times of old, 4 'Mid warlike scenes, a gracious God Whilft Independence tower'd on high, 5 From that aufpicious, brilliant morn, Th' eternal's arm, and his alone, 6 Then rife Columbia, rife to praise ! HYMN CCXLV. P. M. [RICHARDS National Thanksgiving. Į PRAISE, O praise the Mighty God! Sound his praifes far abroad; Thousands, millions rife to praise ! 2 Mightieft mercies claim the fong; Tongues of men and tongues of flame, 3 Angels, men, a moment paufe! HYMN CCXLVI. P. M. RICHARDS. 1 Columbian Anthem. GRACIOUS Parent, Bleffed Father, Lord of Angels, God of men, At thy footstool millions bending, Praife thy great and glorious name; Mighty goodnefs, boundless mercy, countless All demand the festal fong. 2 Public, private, bleffings, mercies, More than men can ever count; [bleffings, • War removed, peace fecured, Swell of blifs of vaft amount. Freedom reigning, Law triumphant, Order Union binding, call for praife. [uling, 3 On, from Hampshire's northern billow, Rife, Columbia, wake thy millions, rife Co- 4 Gracious Parent, Bleffed Father, Let thefe bleffings long abide ; [lumbia! And in fpirit, deep recording, all thy goodMay Columbia live to God. [nefs, 5 Whilft all nations, tribes and kindreds, Indians, Negroes, Pagans rude, I Tafting freedom, praifes rend'ring, And thy Temple, holy, holy, God Almighty, HYMN CCXLVIL P. M. RICHARDS.] H Prayer. EAR! gracious heav'n! oh! hear the fervent prayer! May all the family of man below, The bleffings of their common Father fhare! And thankful hearts who feel th' impaffion'd Of gratitude, for human good, divine, [glow Pronounce as one," the kingdom pow'r and glory thine." 2 Give to all Kings, Republics, Empires,States, reign. 3 Lead forth the day, that day is known to thee; To man, thy promife, Lord, that day hath given, When white rob'd peace fhall rule from sea to fea, And gladden'd earth, in emulance of heav'n, Their common int'refts bafe on boundless love, Their name, the nature, effence of the God above. 4 Difpel thofe clouds that darken Europe's light; Say, to the world's full tempeft, hush, be still; 5 The greater good, thy lib'ral foul defigns, We humbly wait, in that more perfect day, When faith her delegated pow'r refigns; And hope no longer smooths life's thorny way: But love, thy love, the love of God, fhall ftill abide, And deepen mercy's ever rifing, rolling tide. |