JOHN BROWN died on the scaffold for the slave, Dark was the hour when we dug his hallowed grave; Now God avenges the life he gladly gave, Freedom reigns to-day! Glory, glory hallelujah, Glory, glory hallelujah, Glory, glory hallelujah, Freedom reigns to-day! John Brown sowed and the harvesters are we; Honor to him who has made the bondsman free; Loved evermore shall our noble ruler be, Freedom reigns to-day! John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave; Bright o'er the sod let the starry banner wave; Lo! for the million he perilled all to save, Freedom reigns to-day! John Brown's body through the world is marching on; Hail to the hour when oppression shall be gone; All men will sing in the better day's dawn, Freedom reigns to-day! John Brown dwells where the battle's strife is o'er; Hate cannot harm him, nor sorrow stir him more; Earth will remember the martyrdom he bore, Freedom reigns to-day! John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave; John Brown lives in the triumph of the brave; John Brown's soul not a higher joy can crave, Freedom reigns to-day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVER PLEADS WITH HIS FRIENDS FOR OLD FRIENDS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE LAST SIGNAL by THOMAS HARDY ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 14 by PHILIP SIDNEY THE GOLDEN ODES OF PRE-ISLAMIC ARABIA: IMR EL KAIS by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |