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Jefferson and Liberty The gloomy night before us lies, The reign of terror now is o'er; Its gags, inquisitors and spies, Its hordes of harpies are no more Rejoice, Columbia's sons, rejoice To tyrants never bend the knee But join with heart, and soul and voice For Jefferson and Liberty. O'er vast Columbia's varied clime Her cities, forests, shores and dales; In riding majesty, sublime, Immortal liberty prevails, Rejoice etc. Hail! long expected glorious day Illustrious memorable morn: That freedom's fabric from decay Secures - for millions yet unborn. Rejoice etc. His country's glory, hope and stay, In virtues and in talents tried; Now rises to assume the sway, O'er freedom's temple to preside. Rejoice etc. Within its hallow'd walls immense No hireling band shall e'er arise; Array'd in tyranny's defence, To hear an injur'd people's cries. Rejoice etc. No lordling here with gorging jaws. Shall wring from industry its food; No fiery bigot's holy laws, Lay waste our fields and streets in blood. Rejoice etc. Here strangers from a thousand shores Compell'd by tyranny to roam; Shall find, amidst abundant stores, A nobler and a happier home. Rejoice etc. Here art shall lift her laurel'd head Wealth industry and peace divine; And where dark forests lately spread Rich fields and lofty cities shine. Rejoice etc. From Europe's wants and woes remote A dreary waste of waves between; Here plenty cheers the humble cot, And smiles on every village green. Rejoice etc. Here, free as air's expanded space, To every soul and sect shall be; That sacred privilege of our race, The worship of the Deity. Rejoice etc. These gifts, great Liberty, are thine, Ten thousand more we owe to thee; Immortal may their mem'ries shine, Who fought and died for Liberty. Rejoice etc. What heart but hails a scene so bright What soul but inspiration draws; Who would not guard so dear a right Or die in such a glorious cause. Rejoice etc. Let foes to freedom dread the name, But should they touch the sacred tree Twice fifty thousand swords would flame, For Jefferson and Liberty. Rejoice etc. From Georgia up to Lake Champlain From seas to Mississippi's shore; Ye sons of freedom loud proclaim, The Reign of Terror is no more. Rejoice-Columbia's sons, rejoice! To tyrants never bend the knee; But join with heart, and soul and voice For JEFFERSON and LIBERTY. from The New Green Mountain Songster, Flanders et al. tune: (Irish) The Gobby-O RG
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