AN ODE.[126]Almighty Power!—TheOne Supreme!Our souls inspire, attune our laysWith hearts as solemn as our theme,To sing hosannas to thy praise!Then, while we swell the sacred song,And bid the pealing anthem riseMay seraphim the strain prolong,And hymns of glory fill the skies.Thy word omnific form’d this earth,Ere time began revolving years—Thy fiat gave to Nature birth,And tuned to harmony the spheres.When stern oppression’s iron hand,Our pious fathers forced to roam,And o’er the wild wave seek the landWhere freedom rears her hallow’d dome—When tempests howl’d, and o’er the main,Pale horror rear’d his haggard form;Thou didst the fragile bark sustainTo stem the fury of the storm!Thou badest the wilderness discloseThe varied sweets of vernal bloom—The desert blossom’d like the rose,And breath’d Arabia’s rich perfume!Look down from heaven’s empyreal height,And gild with smiles this happy day;Send us some chosenSon of LightOur feet to guide in wisdom’s way.The sons of faction strike with awe,And hush the din of party rage,ThatLiberty, secured byLaw,May realize a golden age.On those thy choicest blessings showerTo whom the cares of State are given;May Justice wield the sword of power,Till Earth’s the miniature of Heaven!
Almighty Power!—TheOne Supreme!Our souls inspire, attune our laysWith hearts as solemn as our theme,To sing hosannas to thy praise!Then, while we swell the sacred song,And bid the pealing anthem riseMay seraphim the strain prolong,And hymns of glory fill the skies.Thy word omnific form’d this earth,Ere time began revolving years—Thy fiat gave to Nature birth,And tuned to harmony the spheres.When stern oppression’s iron hand,Our pious fathers forced to roam,And o’er the wild wave seek the landWhere freedom rears her hallow’d dome—When tempests howl’d, and o’er the main,Pale horror rear’d his haggard form;Thou didst the fragile bark sustainTo stem the fury of the storm!Thou badest the wilderness discloseThe varied sweets of vernal bloom—The desert blossom’d like the rose,And breath’d Arabia’s rich perfume!Look down from heaven’s empyreal height,And gild with smiles this happy day;Send us some chosenSon of LightOur feet to guide in wisdom’s way.The sons of faction strike with awe,And hush the din of party rage,ThatLiberty, secured byLaw,May realize a golden age.On those thy choicest blessings showerTo whom the cares of State are given;May Justice wield the sword of power,Till Earth’s the miniature of Heaven!
Almighty Power!—TheOne Supreme!Our souls inspire, attune our laysWith hearts as solemn as our theme,To sing hosannas to thy praise!
Almighty Power!—TheOne Supreme!
Our souls inspire, attune our lays
With hearts as solemn as our theme,
To sing hosannas to thy praise!
Then, while we swell the sacred song,And bid the pealing anthem riseMay seraphim the strain prolong,And hymns of glory fill the skies.
Then, while we swell the sacred song,
And bid the pealing anthem rise
May seraphim the strain prolong,
And hymns of glory fill the skies.
Thy word omnific form’d this earth,Ere time began revolving years—Thy fiat gave to Nature birth,And tuned to harmony the spheres.
Thy word omnific form’d this earth,
Ere time began revolving years—
Thy fiat gave to Nature birth,
And tuned to harmony the spheres.
When stern oppression’s iron hand,Our pious fathers forced to roam,And o’er the wild wave seek the landWhere freedom rears her hallow’d dome—
When stern oppression’s iron hand,
Our pious fathers forced to roam,
And o’er the wild wave seek the land
Where freedom rears her hallow’d dome—
When tempests howl’d, and o’er the main,Pale horror rear’d his haggard form;Thou didst the fragile bark sustainTo stem the fury of the storm!
When tempests howl’d, and o’er the main,
Pale horror rear’d his haggard form;
Thou didst the fragile bark sustain
To stem the fury of the storm!
Thou badest the wilderness discloseThe varied sweets of vernal bloom—The desert blossom’d like the rose,And breath’d Arabia’s rich perfume!
Thou badest the wilderness disclose
The varied sweets of vernal bloom—
The desert blossom’d like the rose,
And breath’d Arabia’s rich perfume!
Look down from heaven’s empyreal height,And gild with smiles this happy day;Send us some chosenSon of LightOur feet to guide in wisdom’s way.
Look down from heaven’s empyreal height,
And gild with smiles this happy day;
Send us some chosenSon of Light
Our feet to guide in wisdom’s way.
The sons of faction strike with awe,And hush the din of party rage,ThatLiberty, secured byLaw,May realize a golden age.
The sons of faction strike with awe,
And hush the din of party rage,
ThatLiberty, secured byLaw,
May realize a golden age.
On those thy choicest blessings showerTo whom the cares of State are given;May Justice wield the sword of power,Till Earth’s the miniature of Heaven!
On those thy choicest blessings shower
To whom the cares of State are given;
May Justice wield the sword of power,
Till Earth’s the miniature of Heaven!