Night unfurled her sable banner, gemmed with many a starry ray;Silence, too, her gentle sister followed where the shadows lay; Weary men were calmly sleeping, men who in the conflict dire, Through the anxious hours of daylight wrought with hearts of…
Brightly Freedom's mourn is breaking;Hopes that slumber'd are awaking;Gloom, from souls oppressed, is taking
Flights before its rays!
See the flag of Freedom nearing!Starry emblem, oh how cheering!Long we waited thy appearing.
Banner of the…
I envy not the lily's grace,
I fancy not the pale moonbeam,
Not be it mine in [?] to trade
The glory of poetic theme,
The burning glow the tropies know,
Inspires to me the midnight dream.
I envy not the power and skill
That makes the white man…
Our brother has fallen, his spirit has fledTo God who gave it. He sleepeth—not deadHe liveth in Heaven the city of God,Forever redeemed through Jesus the Word,He's fallen—weep not,—how happy his lot!Though fallen, yet risen—with us he is not.—He is…
[The words of this song were written in 1843, by Henry Ware Jr.; the tune, familiar to many, is said to have been first played on the entrance of the Allies into Paris.] Oppression shall not always reign,
There comes a brighter day,
When Freedom,…
Written to be sung at the Grand Concert at the Cooper Institute, March 31st, 1862.MUSIC AND WORDS BY ROBERT HAMILTON.Solo No. 1.—to be sung by James M'Cune Smith.If I were a speaker,
And ready with the tongue,
I'd raise my voice in every land
To…
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the…
Rage War, thou scourge, attended dire,Pour on our land thy hottest ire,
If but the slave go free.
Make Egypt's fields a smouldering waste,Where Famine howls o'er wealth displaced,
If but the slave go free.
Her first born sons in death lay…
A gallant craft is on the sea,
The breeze is fresh and fair;
And ganner's brave are waving free
As autumn leaves in fall.
The veteran Godey leads the way,
With Bonner following near;
And Harper strives to win the day,
So bravely does he…
Give! as the morning that flows out of heaven;Give! as the waves when their channel is riven;Give! as the free air and sunshine are given;
Lavishly, utterly, joyfully give.
Not the waste drops of thy cup overflowing,Not the faint sparks of thy…
