Birth-day song of liberty | ||
XXII.
Let us keep this great Sabbath of the Nation now holy,This Sunday of Freedom for the Children of the Sun,
Praising God with loud shouts full of heart-worship solely,
That the whole world may know we are Many in One.
For as God rested after He had built the Creation,
Spread His Starspangled Banner Heaven-woven in the sky;
So, the God-like who fought for this world's restoration,
Rested first from their labors on the Fourth of July.
From the Watchtower of Freedom now floats the rich Banner,
The Eagle-crowned staff carved from Liberty's Tree—
Over all the proud millions who sing their Hosannah
To the Land of the Beautiful, the Land of the Free.
Strike—strike the bold harp! &c.
Birth-day song of liberty | ||