I freed a thousand slaves I could have freed a thousand more if only they knew they were slaves.

I freed a thousand slaves I could have freed a thousand more if only they knew they were slaves.

I looked at my hands, to see if I was the same person now that I was free. There was such a glory over everything; the sun came like gold through the trees, and over de fields, and I felt like I was in heaven.

Now I've been free, I know what a dreadful condition slavery is. I have seen hundreds of escaped slaves, but I never saw one who was willing to go back and be a slave.

I had crossed the line. I was free; but there was no one to welcome me to the land of freedom. I was a stranger in a strange land.

Freedom hath a thousand charms to show, That slaves however contented never know