See yon glorious star, ascending,
Brightly o'er the Southern sea!
Truth and peace to earth portending,
Herald of a Jubilee!
Hail it, Freemen!
'Tis the star of Liberty.

Dim at first — but widely spreading,
Soon 't will burst supremely bright,
Life and health and comfort shedding
O'er the shades of moral night;
Hail it, Bondmen!
Slavery cannot bear its light.

Few its rays, — 't is but the dawning
Of the reign of truth and peace;
Joy to slaves — yet sad forewarning,
To the tyrants of our race;
Tremble, Tyrants!
Soon your cruel pow'r will cease.

Earth is brighten'd by the glory
Of its mild and peaceful rays;
Ransom'd slaves shall tell the story,
See its light, and sing its praise;
Hail it, Christians!
Harbinger of better days.