He out of darkness did them bring, and from death's shade them take; These bands, wherewith they had been bound, asunder quite he brake.
Thy servant, Lord, am I; Thy servant sure, thine handmaid's son: my bands thou didst untie.
Such as shut up in darkness deep, and in death's shade abide, Whom strongly hath affliction bound, and irons fast have ty'd:
That of the mournful prisoner the groanings he might hear, To set them free that unto death by men appointed are:
God doth the solitary set in fam'lies: and from bands The chain'd doth free; but rebels do inhabit parched lands.
Who righteous judgment executes for those oppress'd that be, Who to the hungry giveth food; God sets the pris'ners free.