After he crossed the river while on his knee,
Thanking GOD for his help for a chance to be free.
In just a instant he felt so much fear and alarm.
He felt someone lay their hand upon his arm.
He thought all that he had been through had been for naught.
He thought the slave trackers had found him and he was caught.
Then a gentle voice said "Hurry come with me,
I am part of the underground Railroad trying to set you free."
The lady helped him to the First Presbyterian Church and in dim light,
A group of people greeted and welcomed him, they were mostly white.
The group worked together by a stairway moving a loaded bookcase,
When it was moved it revealed a door concealing a hiding place.
When the door was opened some sense of fear left him,
He suddenly saw other escaped slaves were protected and hiding within.
He ate, bathed, was shaved and to change his looks they cut his hair.
He also for the first time in his life was given decent clothes to wear.
Suddenly they heard a hard knock upon the outer door.
Quickly as they could they hid the hiding place as before.
He heard slave trackers in loud threatening voices calling them names.
All the language the slave trackers used so rough and profane.
He was feeling so much fear from past experience, it became a habit.
He felt he was captured by the slave trackers, helpless as a rabbit.
He heard a gentle voice say, "Be comforted and no fear, Be
quiet as a mouse.
I have never forsaken you in this struggle. I am here.
You will stay safe in your Father's House."
A Struggle To Be Free
Safe In Your Father's House
