Song Of Victory, Poem by Lucretia Maria Davidson

FOR THE DEATH OF GOLIATH.
(Written in her fifteenth year.)

Strike with joy the wild harp's string,
God, O Israel, is your King!
We have slain our deadliest foe,
David's arm hath laid him low.

Saul hath oft his thousands slain,
His trophies have bedecked the plain;
But David's tens of thousands lie
In slaughtered millions, mounted high.

Sound the trumpet — strike the string,
Loud let the song of victory ring;
Wreathe with glory David's brow,
He hath laid Goliath low.

Mark him on yon crimson plain,
He is conquered — he is slain;
He who lately rose so high,
Scoffed at man, and braved the sky.

Strike with joy the wild harp's string,
God, O Israel, is your king!
We have slain our deadliest foe,
David's arm hath laid him low.