POETRY.
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The following Psalm, written for the occasion the Hon. J. O. Adams, was sung at the celebration Quincy, on the 4th inst. :-

 Siag to the Lord, a song of Praise, Assemble, ye who love his name; Let congregatcd millions raise

 Triumphant GlOry's loud acclaim. From earih's rswotest regions come;

 Come greet your Maker and your King; With harp, with timbrel, and with drum, His praise let Hill and Valley sing. Your praise, the Lo,d will not disdain; The humble soul is his delight; Saints, on your cOuehes swell the strain; Break the dull stiffness of the night. Rejoice in glory-bid the storm,

 Bid ihunder's voice his praise expand; And while your lips the chorus form,

 Grasp for the fight, his vengeful brand. Go forth in arms Jehovah reigns:

 Their graves, let foul OppressOrs fad; Bind all their scepter'd kings in chains; Their peers with iron letters bind. Then, 10 the Lord shall praise ascend;

 Then all mankind, with one accord, And Freed0m's voice till time shall end, In pealing Anthems-Praiss the Lord.