THE NORTH STAR.

Air—Oh! Susannah. Lo! the Northern Star is beaming With a new and glorious light, And its cheering radiance streaming Through the clouds of misty night! Freemen! in your great Endeavor, ’Tis a signal hung on high, And will guide us on forever, Like a banner in the sky! Oh! Star of Freedom, ’Tis the star for me; ’Twill lead me off to Canada, There I will be free. Growing brighter in all ages, Cheering Freedom on its way, Shedding o’er Time’s clouded pages Glimmers of the coming Day— Ever telling Man the glory And the freedom of its birth, Waiting to record the story Of the Freedom of the Fourth! Oh! Star of Freedom, ’Tis the star for me, ’Twill lead me off to Canada, There I will be free. The mariner, ’mid the surging Of the stormy waves and dark, Hails the Northern Star emerging From the clouds above his bark! ’Tis a trust that faileth never, And a light that never dies— ’Tis the beacon-star forever Beaming in the arctic skies! Oh! Star of Freedom, ’Tis the star for me, ’Twill lead me off to Canada, There I will be free. ’Tis the star that Freedom claimeth As her emblem pure and bright, And we watch it as it flameth “In the dark and troubled night:” While we march to battle glorious, With our weapons, Truth and Love, Freedom, as she proves victorious, Hails the Banner Star above! Oh! Star of Freedom, &c.