I AM AN ABOLITIONIST.
Reading edition
Air—Auld Lang Syne. I am an Abolitionist! I glory in the name: Though now by Slavery’s minions hiss’d And covered o’er with shame, It is a spell of light and power— The watchword of the free:— Who spurns it in the trial-hour, A craven soul is he! I am an Abolitionist! Then urge me not to pause; For joyfully do I enlist In Freedom’s sacred cause: A nobler strife the world ne’er saw, Th’ enslaved to disenthral; I am a soldier for the war, Whatever may befall! I am an Abolitionist! Oppression’s deadly foe; In God’s great strength will I resist, And lay the monster low; In God’s great name do I demand, To all be freedom given, That peace and joy may fill the land, And songs go up to heaven! I am an Abolitionist! No threats shall awe my soul, No perils cause me to desist, No bribes my acts control; A freeman will I live and die, In sunshine and in shade, And raise my voice for liberty, Of nought on earth afraid.