Sustain'd by Heaven—reposed a manly trust;
O'er all the land was sounded war's alarm,
And vict'ry crown'd the valor of the just.
The fire of liberty fell down from heaven,
Till from our shores the enemy, was driven;
And Freedom, with the land's redemption shod,
Her benison flung o'er every hill and plain.
Few of that band of noble men remain;
Their spirits have obey'd the call of God,
And where they rest is deem'd a hallow'd sod.