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L. M. [RICHARDS.]
ALL hail Almighty, glorious Sire,
Great Ancient of eternal days! Thy mercies claim the full ton'd lyre; And all the ftrength of perfect praise. z 'Twas thine, O God, in elder time,
To make thy glorious arm right bare ; When those, who trod, this desert clime, Were made, of thee, thy guardian care. 3 In vain the wily hunter fpread,
Ten thousand ambush'd deaths around :
Thy terrors fmote his proudest force'
Then bloom'd the wafte, at thy command;
6 These wond'rous works, O Lord, were thine;
Hymn for America. COLUMBIA rife, arife, to praife!
Lead all thy millions forth, And loud the grateful Anthem roll, Far round this globe of earth.
L. M. [RICHARDS.]
2 A God, a God, demands the fong,
3 In ancient days, in times of old,
4 'Mid warlike fcenes, a gracious God
5 From that aufpicious, brilliant morn,
6 Then rife Columbia, rife to praise !
Į PRAISE, O praise the Mighty God! Sound his praifes far abroad;
Thousands, millions rife to praise !
3 Angels, men, a moment paufe !
P. M. [RICHARDS.]
1 GRACIOUS Parent, Bleffed Father,
2 Public, private, bleffings, mercies, More than men can ever count;
• War removed, peace fecured, Swell of blifs of vaft amount.
Freedom reigning, Law triumphant, Order
3 On, from Hampshire's northern billow,
5 Whilft all nations, tribes and kindreds, Indians, Negroes, Pagans rude,
Tafting freedom, praifes rend'ring,
Hail the Lord, forever good;
And thy Temple, holy, holy, God Almighty,
HYMN CCXLVIL P. M.
1 TEAR! gracious heav'n !, oh!, hear the fervent prayer!
May all the family of man below,
2 Give to all Kings, Republics, Empires,States, Thy wisdom to inform, direct and guide; And banish thou, from earth, the horrid traits Of mad ambition, av'rice, luft and pride: All nations bind in amity's foft chain : And wide from east to west, extend Meffiah's reign.
3 Lead forth the day, that day is known to thee; To man, thy promise, Lord, that day hath given,
When white rob'd peace fhall rule from fea 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 fmooths life's thorny way: But love, thy love, the love of God, fhall ftill abide, And deepen mercy's ever rifing, rolling tide.