Rise, Freemen, Rise.
Music G. W. C.
Rise, freemen rise! the call goes forth,
Attend the high command;
Obedience to the word of God,
Throughout this guilty land;
Throughout this guilty land.
Rise, free the slave; oh, burst his chains,
And cast his fetters down;
Let virtue be your country's pride,
Her diadem and crown.
Then shall the day at length arrive,
When all shall equal be,
And Freedom's banner, waving high,
Proclaim that all are free.