FREEDOM'S CALL.

    Come come to freedom's call--
Old and young come one and all,
    Join now to celebrate
Eighteen hundred and thirty eight.
        Sing freemen sing, O sing freemen sing,
        Sing a Song
        For it won't be long
    'Till the slaves are all set free.

    In old Jamaica's Isles
See the Sun of freedom smiles,
    Chains are now no longer worn
Despots from their Thrones are torn.
    Praise freemen praise, O praise freemen praise
        Praise the Lord
        For it was his word
    That set the Captive free.

    Hark! what is this I hear!
A dismal sound salutes my ear.
    Groans from the living graves
Of thirty thousand slaves.
    Pray christians pray; pray christians pray
        Weep and pray.
        For the glorious day
    When the slaves shall go free.

    Go! go! with one accord--
Preach my Gospel saith the Lord.
    Cry on the Land and Sea,
"God created all men free,"
    Preach ye heralds preach preach ye heralds
          preach,
        Preach and pray
        For the glorious day
    When the slaves shall all go free.

    Now in the eastern skies
See that brilliant light arise.
    Darkness is fleeing fast
Slavery's die will soon be cast
    Plead freemen plead, plead freemen plead,
        Plead and Pray
        Till the glorious day
    When the slaves shall go free.

    Blow! blow! the trumpet blow
Round the walls of Jericho--
    Loud let the echo sound.
Slavery's wall's are tumbling down.
    Blow christian's blow, blow the trumpet blow;
        Blow and pray
        Till the glorious day
    When the slaves shall go free