Sing me a triumph song, Roll the glad notes along, Great God, to thee! Thine be the glory bright, Source of all power and might! For thou hast said, in might, Man shall be free. Sing me a triumph song, Let all the sound prolong, Air, earth, and sea, Down falls the tyrant's power, See his dread minions cower; Now, from this glorious hour, Man will be free. Sing me a triumph song, Sing in the mighty throng, Sing Jubilee! Let the broad welkin ring, While to heaven's mighty King, Honor and praise we sing, For man is free.
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