Bring Out the Festal Bread


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Bring out the festal bread, and sing songs of freedom.
Shout with the slaves who fled, and sing songs of freedom.

What modern pharaohs live in arrogance crownèd?
Who shall be sent to challenge folly unbounded?

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Chains still there are to break; their days are not finished.
Metal or subtle-made they’re still not diminished.

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Still does resentment bind each brother and sister.
Still do the plagues affect us red as the river.

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Long be our journeying, yet justice is worth it;
dance, sister Miriam, and help us to birth it.

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O people, lift your heads and look to the mountains;
bushes aflame still call us, rocks still gush fountains!

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