Hymn, Imitated From The French.

HYMN,

IMITATED FROM THE FRENCH.

I.

CALM all the tumults that invade Our souls, and lend Thy pow'rful aid. O Source of Mercy! soothe our pains, And break, O break our cruel chains! To Thee the captive pours his cry, To Thee the mourner loves to fly; The incense of our tears receive, 'Tis all the incense we can give.

II.

Eternal Power, our cause defend, O God! of innocence the friend! Near Thee for ever she resides, In Thee for ever she confides; Thou know'st the secrets of the breast, Thou know'st th' oppressor and th' opprest; Do Thou our wrongs with pity see, Avert a doom offending Thee!

III.

But should the murd'rer's arm prevail, Should tyranny our lives assail, Unmov'd, triumphant, scorning death, We'll bless Thee with our latest breath! — The hour, the glorious hour will come, That consecrates the patriot's tomb; And, with the pang our mem'ry claims, Our country will avenge our names.