Free Song Lyrics - Public Domain & CC0 Search

Sea songs

I’m a merry little Soldier,
Fearing neither wound nor scar,
When in battle, no one bolder
Valour is my leading star.
To arms, to arms we’ll fly,
When honor calls, no foe appals,
We’ll conquer or we’ll nobly die.
Then march away, march away,
Trumpets sound and symbols play,
March away! march away!
To the merry fife and drum.
Hark! the martial trumpets sounding,
Notes that echo loud alarms;
To support our troops in Pensacola,
Sons of the South, to arms.
To arms, etc.
Sons of the South! Son...

Show full lyrics →

Ye Faithful, Come Rejoice and Sing

Hymns

Ye faithful, come rejoice and sing,
To Bethlehem your praises bring ;
Behold the new-born angels King :
Come, let us adore.
Come, let us adore,
Come, let us adore the Lord.
True God of God, and light of light,
Borne in womb of Virgin bright:
Begot, not made, the God of might:
Come, let us adore, &c.
Angelic choirs, with joy now sing,
Th' heavenly courts with echoes ring,
Glory on high to God our King,
Come, let us adore, &c.
Jesus, whose life this day began.
The Father's co-eternal Son,
Glory ...

Show full lyrics →

The Church in the Wildwood (unsourced)

Hymns

There’s a church in the valley by the wildwood,
No lovelier spot in the dale;
No place is so dear to my childhood,
As the little brown church in the vale.
Refrain
Come to the church in the wildwood,
Oh, come to the church in the dale,
No spot is so dear to my childhood,
As the little brown church in the vale.
Oh, come to the church in the vale,
To the trees where the wild flowers bloom;
Where the parting hymn will be chanted,
We will weep by the side of the tomb.
Refrain
How sweet on a clear S...

Show full lyrics →

One Blood Strain

Sea songs

Now autumn comes and summer goes,
And rises in my heart again,
As witchfire glimmers through a pool,
The mystic madness of the Dane.
Blue thunder of a foaming sea
Reverberating through my sleep,
White billowing sails that fill and flee
Across a wind-swept restless deep—They speak to me with subtle tongue
Of blue-bright ways my forbears trod,
When time the bearded Vikings bent
Their oars against the winds of God.
And I am but a common man
Who treads a dreary way ashore,
But oceans thunder in my...

Show full lyrics →

Assemble, Ye Faithful

Hymns

1.
Assemble, ye faithful,
Haste with exultation
And gladness of heart unto Bethlehem;
Raise your hosannas,
Greeting Christ the Saviour:
O come with adoration
O come with adoration,
O come with adoration before the Lord.2.
True God, uncreated,
Infinite, eternal,
Behold, he abhorred not the virgin's womb;
Into the godhead
Taking very manhood:
O come with adoration
O come with adoration,
O come with adoration before the Lord.3.
Let now, alleluias
Angels and archangels
Throughout the celestial mansi...

Show full lyrics →

Ye Faithful, Triumphant Enter Into Bethlehem

Hymns

Ye faithful, triumphant
Enter into Bethlehem,
Enter, oh enter with joy of heart;
Tidings, glad tidings,
Sent from heaven by angels,--Chorus:
O, come let us adore, O, come let us adore,
O, come let us adore the Lord.
A Virgin, conceived
And bore the world a Saviour,
God of god, and light of light.
Hail! holy infant,
Very God of very God.
Chorus.
Great joy to all people,
To-day a Son is given;
Glory, glory be to Thee, O Christ.
The eternal Word was made man,
And dwelt among us.
Chorus.
Sing praise...

Show full lyrics →

How Far From Home

Hymns

I hear the rising tempest moan,
My failing limbs have weary grown,
The flowers are shut, the streams are dried,
The arid sands spread drear and wide,
The night-dews fall, the winds are high,
How far from home, O Lord, am I?
I would not come with hoards of gold,
With glittering gems, or cumbrous mould,
Nor dim my eyes with gathered dust
Of empty fame, or earthly trust;
But hourly ask, as lone I roam,
How far from home? how far from home?
Not far! Not far! The way is dark,
Frail hope hath dimm'd h...

Show full lyrics →

On Eastnor Knoll

Spirituals

Silent are the woods, and the dim green boughs are
Hushed in the twilight: yonder, in the path through
The apple orchard, is a tired plough-boy
Calling the cows home.
A bright white star blinks, the pale moon rounds, but
Still the red, lurid wreckage of the sunset
Smoulders in smoky fire, and burns on
The misty hill-tops.
Ghostly it grows, and darker, the burning
Fades into smoke, and now the gusty oaks are
A silent army of phantoms thronging
A land of shadows.

Old Dog Tray

Sea songs

1.
The morn of life is past,
And evening comes at last;
It brings me a dream of a once happy day,
Of merry forms I've seen
Upon the village green,
Sporting with my old dog Tray.
Chorus:
Old dog Tray's ever faithful,
Grief cannot drive him away,
He's gentle, he is kind;
I'll never, never find
A better friend than old dog Tray.2.
The forms I call'd my own
Have vanished one by one,
The lov'd ones, the dear ones have all passed away,
Their happy smiles have flown,
Their gentle voices gone;
I've noth...

Show full lyrics →

Noonday Rest

Spirituals

Calmer than midnight's deepest hush
Is the sun-bright Summer nooning,
With its cloudy shadows seeking rest,
That fall on the hillside swooning.
Great Night with its solemn starry eyes,
Over Day's gate asks us whither
We go, what our password is,
To the camp beyond the river.
But sunny Noon with its sleepy smile
Ripples the grain field over,
Without a thought of the silent graves
That may lie beneath the clover.
Knee-deep the drowsy cattle stand
In the water's golden glimmer,
While berry bush and...

Show full lyrics →

The Two Streams

Sea songs

Behold the rocky wall
That down its sloping sides
Pours the swift rain-drops, blending, as they fall,
In rushing river-tides!
Yon stream, whose sources run
Turned by a pebble's edge,
Is Athabasca, rolling toward the sun
Through the cleft mountain-ledge.
The slender rill had strayed,
But for the slanting stone,
To evening's ocean, with the tangled braid
Of foam-flecked Oregon.
So from the heights of Will
Life's parting stream descends,
And, as a moment turns its slender rill,
Each widening torren...

Show full lyrics →

A late lark twitters from the quiet skies

Work songs

A late lark twitters from the quiet skies;
And from the west,
Where the sun, his day's work ended,
Lingers as in content,
There falls on the old, gray city
An influence luminous and serene,
A shining peace."The smoke ascends
In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires
Shine, and are changed. In the valley
Shadows rise. The lark sings on. The sun,
Closing his benediction,
Sinks, and the darkening air
Thrills with a sense of the triumphing night—Night, with her train of stars
And her great gift of sle...

Show full lyrics →

Slave sale poster, 1829

Work songs

TO BE SOLD & LETBY PUBLIC AUCTION,
On MONDAY the 18th of MAY, 1829
UNDER THE TREES

THE THREE FOLLOWINGSLAVES,
VIZ.

HANNIBAL, about 30 Years old, an excellent House Servant, of Good Character.
WILLIAM, about 35 Years old, a Labourer.
NANCY, an excellent House Servant and Nurse.

The MEN belonging to "LEECH'S" Estate, and the WOMAN to Mrs. D SMITH

On the usual conditions of the Hirer finding them in Food, Clothing, and Medical Maintenance,
THE FOLLOWINGMALE and FEMALESLAVESOF GOOD CHARACTERS

R...

Show full lyrics →

Tidings of the Saviour's birth.

Folk songs

2.
See a beauteous angel soaring
In the bright celestial blaze,
On the shepherds, low adoring
Rest his mild effulgent rays;
"Fear not," cries the heav'nly stranger,
"Him Whom ancient seers foretold,
Weeping in a lowly manger
Shepherds, haste ye to behold."

And His greatness celebrate.

Hymns

4.
Hark! The swell of heav'nly voices
Peals along the vaulted sky;
Angels sing while earth rejoices
"Glory to our God on high;
Glory in the highest heaven,
Peace to humble men on earth;"
Joy to these and bliss is given

Hearken to our litany.

Hymns

3.
By the chalice brimming o'er
With disgrace and torment sore;
By those lips which fain would pray
That it might but pass away;
By the Heart which drank it dry,
Lest a rebel race should die
Be Thy pity, Lord our plea;

Hear our solemn litany.

Hymns

4.
Man of Sorrows! Let Thy grief
Purchase for us our relief;
Lord of Mercy! Bow Thine ear,
Slow to anger, swift to hear;
By the Cross's royal road
Lead us to the throne of God,
There for aye to sing to Thee

And tremble as they gaze.

Hymns

2.
I see Thy strength and vigor
All fading in the strife,
And death, with cruel rigor,
Bereaving Thee of life;
O agony and dying!
O love to sinners free!
Jesus, all grace supplying,
O turn Thy face on me!

He meekly lays Him down to die.

Hymns

2.
And as th'avenging Angel pass'd
Of old the blood be-sprinkled door;
As the cleft sea a passage gave,
Then closed to whelm th'Egyptians o're;
So Christ, our Paschal Sacrifice,
Has brought us safe all perils thro',
While for unleavened bread He asks,

And cast the Prince of darkness down.

Hymns

4.
O Jesus! From the death of sin
Keep us, we pray; so shalt Thou be
The everlasting Paschal joy
Of all the souls newborn in Thee;
To God the Father, with the Son
Who from the grave immortal rose,
And Thee, O Paraclete be praise,

Data Sources