(Composed for the presidential campaign of Thomas Jefferson.)

Recording by RW: 

The gloomy night before us flies,
The reign of Terror now is o’er;
Its Gags, Inquisitors, and Spies,
Its herds of Harpies are no more

A Portrait of Thomas Jefferson as Secretary of State. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Chorus:
Rejoice! Columbia’s Sons, rejoice!
To tyrants never bend the knee
But join with heart and soul and voice
For Jefferson and Liberty.

No Lordling here with gorging jaws.
Shall wring from Industry the food;
Nor fiery Bigot’s holy Laws,
Lay waste our fields and streets in blood.

Here strangers from a thousand shores
Compell’d by Tyranny to roam;
Shall find, amidst abundant stores,
A nobler and a happier home.

Here art shall lift her laurel’d head
Wealth, Industry, and Peace divine;
And where dark pathless Forest spread.
Rich Fields and lofty Cities shine.

From Georgia up to Lake Champlain
From Seas to Mississippi’s Shore;
Ye Sons of Freedom loud proclaim,
The Reign of Terror is no more.