Slavery Chain

Slavery chain done broke at last, broke at last,
Slavery chain done broke at last,
Going to praise God till I die.

Way down in-a dat valley,
Praying on my knees,
Told God about my troubles,
And to help me ef-a He please.

I did tell him how I suffer,
In de dungeon and de chain,
And de days I went with head bowed down,
And my broken flesh and pain.

I did know my Jesus heard me,
'Cause de Spirit spoke to me,
And said: " Rise, my child, your chillun,
And you shall be free. "

I done 'p'int one mighty captain,
For to marshall all my hosts,
And to bring my bleeding ones to me,
And not one shall be lost

Now no more weary trav'lin',
'Cause my Jesus set-a me free,
An' dere's no more auction block for me,
Since He give me liberty.
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