Columbia's song

1 Sing forth Columbia’ song,
While ages roll along!
We have joy to share, and joy to spare,
For a vast uncounted throng!
Our hills and fertile farms
Have never-ending charms;
Each valley and stream,
Like a wonderful dream,
Hold out inviting arms.

Chorus:
Columbia for me,
The land of the brave and free!
There is room enough, and bloom enough
For millions yet to be.
Columbia, land of plenty,
of fruit and wheat, and corn!
‘Tis a land of trees and balmy breeze,
Where freedom first was born.

2 It is Columbia’s hour—
The time of peace and pow’r!
We may well give heed that human need
Be met with bounteous dow’r.
Majestic mountains stand
Like beacons o’er the land,
Where beauty untold is forever unrolled
For souls that understand. [Chorus]

3 Columbia looks afar
To hope’s bright, radiant star,
And we long to bless with our excess
The homes where sorrows are.
O glorious Home-land wide,
Our hope, our joy, our pride!
Here justice and right shall forever unite,
And liberty provide. [Chorus]

Source: Victory Songs: For the Church, Sunday School and Evangelistic Services. #186

• MIDI file from Awakening Songs for the Church, Sunday School and Evangelistic Services #110