Struggling up from wilds of Edom—
Sounding still through all the ages:
On to Freedom! On to Freedom!
On to Freedom! On to Freedom!
Gospel cry of laboring Time:
Uttering still, through seers and sages,
Words of hope and faith sublime!
From our Sidneys, and our Hampdens,
And our Washingtons they come:
And we cannot, and we dare not