The Fifteenth Amendment (Simpson)
The Fifteenth Amendment.
By J. McC. SIMPSON, M. D.
Tune.—"I think when I read that sweet story of old."
"Our voices we'll raise,
In loud anthems of praise,
Let them swell like the waves of the sea;
From the earth to the skies,
Let our glad praise arise,
Thank God old Columbia is FREE."
The homes of the brave,
Now contains not a slave;
Each homestead's a Liberty Tree;
And the story we'll sing,
"Till the welkin shall ring,
That all men are Equal and Free."
The flag of our Country
No longer is stained,
With the blood of the poor dying slave;
The master and fetters,
The yoke and the chains,
Now moulder in infamy's grave.
Success to our Country,
Success to our State;
May they grow in the strength of our God;
And the "Fifteenth Amendment,"
Which say to our race,
You no longer are ruled by the rod.
Three cheers we will give,
To the twenty-nine States,
That made our freedom a law;
And those noble heroes,
Who fought for our rights,
We will give them a hearty hurrah!
Times Print.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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