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Zion
Or,
The City Of God
Or,
glorious things of thee are spoken

Words: John Newton, Olney Hymns, 1779
Music: "Austria", arranged by Franz Joseph Haydn, 1797
To the tune of GLORIOUS THINGS OF THEE ARE SPOKEN

Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God;
God, Whose Word cannot be broken,
Formed thee for His own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded,
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's walls surrounded,
Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.

See, the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove.
Who can faint while such a river
Ever will their thirst assuage?
Grace which like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age.

Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear
For a glory and a covering
Showing that the Lord is near!
Thus deriving from our banner
Light by night and shade by day,
Safe we feed upon the manna
Which God gives us when we pray.

Blest inhabitants of Zion,
Washed in our Redeemer's blood;
Jesus, Whom our souls rely on,
Makes us monarchs, priests to God.
Us, by His great love, He raises,
Rulers over self to reign,
And as priests His solemn praises
We for thankful offering bring.

Savior, since of Zion's city,
I, through grace, a member am,
Let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in Thy Name.
Fading is the worldling's pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show;
Solid joys and lasting treasure
None but Zion's children know.

Haydn originally adapted "Austria" for a patriotic song, "Gott, erhalte Franz, den Kaiser,"  first performed for the emperor's birthday, February 12, 1797.  It is still used as the tune of the German song "Das Deutschlandlied."  Because of the associations the first stanza ("Deutschland, Deutschland uber alles") developed with the Nazis, the third stanza ("Einigkeit und Recht und Freiheit/Fur das Deutsche Vaterland") is the one now used for the German national anthem.


Zip Coon - 1834


zip coon
George Washington Dixon, George Nichols, Or Bob Farrell
1834

Oh, old Zip Coon he is a larned skolar,
Oh, old Zip Coon he is a larned skolar;
Oh, old Zip Coon he is a larned skolar,
Sings possum up a gum tree and coony in a holler.

Chorus
Possum up a gum tree, coony on a stump,
Possum up a gum tree, coony on a stump;
Possum up a gum tree, coony on a stump,
Den over dubble trubble Zip Coon will jump.

O it's old Suky blue skin, she's in lub wid me,
I went the udder arternoon to take a dish ob tea;
What do you t'ink now Suky hab for supper,
Why, chicken foot an' possum heel, widout any butta.

Did you eber see the wild goose sailin' on de ocean?
O, de wild goose motion is a bery pretty notion;
Eb'ry time de wild goose beckons to de swaller,

You hear him google google google google google gollar.

I went down to Sandy Hollar t'other arternoon,
And the first man I chanced to meet was old Zip Coon;
Old Zip Coon, he is a natty scholar,
For he plays upon de banjo "Cooney in De Hollar".

My old Missus, she's mad wid me
'Kase I wouldn't go wid her into Tennessee;
Massa build him barn and put in de fodder,
'Twas dis t'ing and dat t'ing, one t'ing or odder.

I s'pose you heard ob de Battle New Orleans,
Whar old Gin'ral Jackson gib de British beans;
Dere de Yankee boys do de job so slick,
For dey cotch old Packenham and rowed him up de creek.

I hab many t'ings to tork about, but don' know wich comes furst,
So here de toast to old Zip Coon before he gin to rust;
May he hab de pretty girls, like de King ob old,
To sing dis song so many times 'fore he turn to mold.


ZIP COON ON THE GO-AHEAD PRINCIPLE

I went down to Sandy Hollar t'other arternoon,
I went down to Sandy Hollar t'other arternoon,
I went down to Sandy Hollar t'other arternoon,
An' de first man I chanc'd to meet war ole Zip Coon.

Chorus
Cooney in de hollar an' raccoon up a stump,
Cooney in de hollar an' raccoon up a stump,
Cooney in de hollar an' raccoon up a stump,
And all dose 'tickler tunes Zip used to jump.

Ole Zip Coon, he is a larn'd scholar,
Ole Zip Coon, he is a larn'd scholar,
Ole Zip Coon, he is a larn'd scholar,
For he plays upon de banjo, "Cooney In De Hollar."

Oh, de Buffo Dixon he beat Tom Rice,
Oh, de Buffo Dixon he beat Tom Rice,
Oh, de Buffo Dixon he beat Tom Rice,
And he walked into Jim Crow a little too nice.

Ole Sukey Blueskin she is in love with me,
Ole Sukey Blueskin she is in love with me,
Ole Sukey Blueskin she is in love with me,
An’ I went to Suke's house all for to drink tea.

An' what do you think Suke and I had for supper?
An' what do you think Suke and I had for supper?
An' what do you think Suke and I had for supper?
Why, possum fat hominy widout any butter.

My old missus, she's mad wid me,
My old missus, she's mad wid me,
My old missus, she's mad wid me
'Kase I wouldn't go wid her into Tennessee.

Massa build him a barn to put in fodder,
Massa build him a barn to put in fodder,
Massa build him a barn to put in fodder,
'Twas dis t'ing an' dat t'ing, one t'ing or odder.

Did you eber see de wild goose sailing on de ocean?
Did you eber see de wild goose sailing on de ocean?
Did you eber see de wild goose sailing on de ocean?
De wild goose motion is a mighty pretty notion.

De wild goose wink and he beckon to de swallow,
De wild goose wink and he beckon to de swallow,
De wild goose wink and he beckon to de swallow,
De wild goose hollar google, google, google, gollar.

I s'pose you heard ob de battle New Orleans,
I s'pose you heard ob de battle New Orleans,
I s'pose you heard ob de battle New Orleans,
Whar ole Gineral Jackson gib de British beans.

Dare the Yankee boys do de job so slick,
Dare the Yankee boys do de job so slick,
Dare the Yankee boys do de job so slick,
For dey cotch Packenham, an' row'd him up de creek.

Away down south dare close to the moon,
Away down south dare close to the moon,
Away down south dare close to the moon,
Dar lives a nullifier what they call Calhoun.

When Gineral Jackson kills Calhoun,
When Gineral Jackson kills Calhoun,
When Gineral Jackson kills Calhoun,
Why, de berry next President be ole Zip Coon.

He try to run Ole Hickory down,
He try to run Ole Hickory down,
He try to run Ole Hickory down,
But he strike a snag an’ run aground.

Dis snag, by gum, it war a wapper,
Dis snag, by gum, it war a wapper,
Dis snag, by gum, it war a wapper,
And sent him into dock to get new copper.

In Phil-a-del-fie is old Biddle's Bank,
In Phil-a-del-fie is old Biddle's Bank,
In Phil-a-del-fie is old Biddle's Bank;
Ole Hickory 'zamin'd him an' found him rather crank.

He tell Nick to go and not make a muss,
He tell Nick to go and not make a muss,
He tell Nick to go and not make a muss,
So Hurrah! for Jackson - he's de boy for us.

I tell you what will happen den, now berry soon:
De Nited States Bank will be blone to de moon;
Dare General Jackson, will him lampoon,
An de berry nex' President will be Zip Coon.

And when Zip Coon our President shall be,
He make all de little Coons sing "Possum Up A Tree";
O, how de little Coons will dance an' sing
When he tie dare tails togedder 'cross de lim' dey swing.

Now mind what you arter, you tarnel kritter Crocket;
You shan’t go head widout ole Zip, he is de boy to block it.
Zip shall be President, Crocket shall be Vice,
An' den dey two togedder will hab t’ings nice.

Possum on a log play wid 'im toes,
Possum on a log play wid 'im toes,
Possum on a log play wid 'im toes,
Up comes a guinea hog and off he goes.

Buffalo in canebreak, ole owl in a bush,
Buffalo in canebreak, ole owl in a bush,
Buffalo in canebreak, ole owl in a bush,
Laffin' at de blacksnake trying to eat mush.

Nice corn's a-growing, Sukey loves gin,
Nice corn's a-growing, Sukey loves gin,
Nice corn's a-growing, Sukey loves gin,
Rooster's done crowing at ole niggar's shin.

Oh, Coone's in de hollar and a Possum in de stubble,
Oh, Coone's in de hollar and a Possum in de stubble,
Oh, Coone's in de hollar and a Possum in de stubble,
And it's walk chalk ginger blue, jump double trouble.

Oh, a bullfrog sot an watch an alligator,
Oh, a bullfrog sot an watch an alligator,
Oh, a bullfrog sot an watch an alligator,
An' jump upon a stump an' offer him a tater.

De alligator grinned an' tried for to blush,
De alligator grinned an' tried for to blush,
De alligator grinned an' tried for to blush,
An' de bullfrog laughed an' cried, "Oh, hush!"

Oh, if I was president ob dese ' Nited States,
Oh, if I was president ob dese ' Nited States,
Oh, if I was president ob dese ' Nited States,
I'd lick 'lasses candy and swing upon de gates.

An' does I dina like, why, I strike 'em off de docket,
An' does I dina like, why, I strike 'em off de docket,
An' does I dina like, why, I strike 'em off de docket -
De way I us'd em up was a sin to Davy Crockett.

I hab many t'ings to tork about, but don't know which come fust,
So here de toast to old Zip Coon, a'fore he 'gin to rust;
May he hab de pretty girls like de King ob ole,
To sing dis song so many times 'fore he turn to mold.

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