Praise we the Lord! let songs resound <br />To earth’s remotest shore! <br />Songs of thanksgiving, songs of praise — <br />For we are slaves no more. <br /> <br /> <br />Praise we the Lord! His power hath rent <br />The chains that held us long! <br />His voice is mighty, as of old, <br />And still His arm is strong. <br /> <br /> <br />Praise we the Lord! His wrath arose, <br />His arm our fetters broke; <br />The tyrant dropped the lash, and we <br />To liberty awoke! <br /> <br /> <br />Praise we the Lord! let ho’y songs <br />Rise from these happy isles! — <br />O! let us not unworthy prove, <br />On whom His bounty smiles. <br /> <br /> <br />And cease we not the fight of faith <br />Till all mankind be free; <br />Till mercy o’er the earth shall flow, <br />As waters o’er the sea. <br /> <br /> <br />Then shall indeed Messiah’s reign <br />Through nil the world extend; <br />Then swords to ploughshares shall be turned, <br />And Heaven with earth shall blend.<br /><br />Anonymous Americas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/emancipation-hymn/
