  O thou who set the bondsman free, ’Twas Jehovah’s hand that was leading thee; Thou wast a man who loved the right, A jewel thou wast in the Master’s sight. All men to-day adore thy name, For justly breaking slavery’s chain; Bright are the memories of thy life, Thou stood for the bondsman amid the strife. Thy life was taken for an honorable deed, The slave from his master’s whip is freed; Thy name is written on earth’s honor roll, And forever the story shall be told. Of thee and what thou did for man, Thus making this a greater land; No more for slaves to sadly pine, But a land of freedom and sunshine. Upon the heart of the Negro race, Thy name can never be effaced; We’ll teach our children to love thy name, And upon our freedom bring no shame. |
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