Let tyrants shake their iron rod
And slavery clank galling chain
We’ll fear them not; we trust in God
New England’s God forever reigns.
When God inspired us for the fight
Their ranks were broke; their lines were forced
Their ships were shattered in our sight
Or swiftly driven from our shore.
The foe comes on with haughty stride
Our troops advance with martial noise
Their veterans flee before our youth
And generals yield to beardless boys.