Ah, but to be in Boston,
God willing, after all!”—
Ye children, tremble not, but go
And lift his bridle brave
In the one Name, the dread Name,
That doth forgive and save,
And lead him home to Copp’s Hill ground,
And to his fathers’ grave.
Ah, but to be in Boston,
God willing, after all!”—
Ye children, tremble not, but go
And lift his bridle brave
In the one Name, the dread Name,
That doth forgive and save,
And lead him home to Copp’s Hill ground,
And to his fathers’ grave.