Liberty

“Our lives, our wealth, our honor dear”

Rings out o’er silent crowd, as clear

As clarion call through Time’s vast halls

And echoing long in minds of all

Whose liberty now seek to claim

As gift of God, though tyrants reign.

As words of independence waft

And hover in the air aloft,

The people, long ‘neath royal heel

Who suffer from King George’s seal,

Raise a cry across the land, 

That all who hear might with them stand.

For kings and royal houses old

Must never strain their bound’ries so,

Lest, as they overstep their rule

They look increasingly the fool;

For not long can tyranny’s sway

Hold laws of nature’s God at bay.