The Fall of Slavery

by John Harris

Musing, by a mossy fountain,

In the blossom month of May,

Saw I coming down a mountain

An old man whose locks were grey;

And the flowery valleys echoed,

As he sang his earnest lay.

“Prayer is heard, the chain is riven,

Shout it over land and sea;

Slavery from earth is driven,

And the manacled are free;

Brotherhood in all the nations;

What a glorious Jubilee!

“God has answered, fall before Him,

Laud His majesty and might;

On the knees, O earth, adore Him:

Now the black is as the white;

Hallelujah! hallelujah!

Every bondsman free as light.

“Whip and scourge and fetter broken,

Far away in darkness hurled;

This a grand and glorious token,

When millennium fills the world.

Hallelujah! O’er the nations

Freedom’s snowy flag unfurled.

“God has answered! Glory, glory!

O’er the green earth let it speed;

Sun and stars take up the story,

Nevermore a slave shall bleed;

Shout deliverance for the freeman,

Send him succour in his need.

Glory be to God the Giver.

Slavery now shall brand no more;

From the fountain to the river

Freedom breathes on every shore.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Brotherhood the wide world o’er.”

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