The Triumph of Liberty

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Title

The Triumph of Liberty

Description

[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, burst from every chain.

Shall have triumphant way.

Then Right shall over Might prevail,
And Truth, like hero armed in mail,
The hosts of tyrant Wrong assail,

And hold eternal sway.


E'en now that glorious day draws near,

Its coming is not far.

In heaven and earth its signs appear,—

We see its morning star,

Its dawn has flushed the evening sky;
The Western hills reflect it high;
The southern clouds before it fly—

Hurra! hurra! hurra!


What arm shall chock its onward way?

Hurra! hurra! hurra!

What voice arrest the growing day?

Hurra! hurra! hurra!

What dastard soul, though stout and strong,
Shall dare bring back the ancient wrong,
Or Slavery's night of guilt prolong?

Hurra! hurra! hurra!


The Day has come! the Hour draws nigh—

Hurra! hurra! hurra!

Send forth the tidings far and high—

Hurra! hurra! hurra!

From every hill, by every sea,
Its shouts proclaim the great decree;
"All chains are broke—all men are free!"

Hurra! hurra! hurra!

Then shout! the hours comes on space—

Hurra! hurra! hurra!

The hour of glory for the race—

Hurra! hurra! hurra!

Ring, Liberty, thy glorious bell;
Bid high thy sacred banner swell;
And trump on trump thy triumph tell—

Hurra! hurra! hurra!

Creator

Henry Ware Jr.

Source

1:33, p. 4

Date

3.15.1862

Citation

Henry Ware Jr., “The Triumph of Liberty,” Periodical Poets, accessed December 4, 2023, http://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/761.

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