Ring On Freedom

Looking down from heaven the angels sing Black men, white men let freedom ring From the north to the south to the east to the west To the rich to the poor to the wise to the blessed Can you still hear my voice? I won’t let the dream die Shouting freedom oh freedom my soul’s battle cry I remind you of the time when we had to fight I remind you of the time when we didn’t have rights Together we toiled marching hand in hand Marching our way to God’s promise land No the dream didn’t die it’s still alive From heaven I see the time has arrived No longer judged by the color of our skin Let freedom ring again and again No longer bound not having the right The plea for freedom was worth the fight Looking down from heaven now I see That my time on earth was meant to be Marching on walking hand in hand Fighting for freedom and taking a stand Living the dream Negro hymns we sing Let freedom ring, oh let freedom ring