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The night is dark, and keen the air,
And the Slave is flying to be free;
His parting word is one short prayer;
O God, but give me Liberty!

Farewell—farewell!
Behind I leave the whips and chains,
Before me spreads sweet Freedom's plains.
Farewell—farewell!
Farewell—farewell!

One star shines in the heavens above,
That guides him on his lonely way;—
Star of the North—how deep his love
For thee, thou star of Liberty!

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from The Abolitionist Hymnal, released July 1, 2011

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Carl Thomas Gladstone Detroit, Michigan

As a music and mischief maker on the prophetic edge Carl writes music as a discipline of justice-seeking and disruptive discipleship. He writes to engage people of faith and of no faith in deep questions and engaging stories that matter for the world.

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