| 1. Hail, Columbia! happy land! Hail, ye heroes, heaven born band! Who fought and bled in freedom's cause, Who fought and bled in freedom's cause. And when the storm of war is gone, Enjoy the peace your valor won; Let independence be your boast, Ever mindful what it cost; 142 Ever grateful for the prize, Let its altar reach the skies. Firm, united, let us be, Rallying round our liberty. As a band of brothers joined, Peace and safety we shall find. | 