An Address, Delivered on the Fourth of July, 1836: At Pine Street Church, Boston, in the Morning, and at Salem, in the Afternoon. By Request of the Friends to the Immediate Abolition of Slavery

I. Knapp, 1836 - 27 Seiten

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Seite 26 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Seite 26 - He comes with succor speedy To those who suffer wrong ; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong ; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls condemned and dying, Were precious in His sight.
Seite 26 - ... showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love and joy, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth : Before him, on the mountains, Shall peace, the herald, go, And righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow.
Seite 26 - WITH thy pure dews and rains, Wash out, O God ! the stains From Afric's shore ; And while her palm trees bud, Let not her children's blood, With her broad Niger's flood, Be mingled more.
Seite 26 - And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth: Before him on the mountains Shall peace the herald go; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow.
Seite 26 - Clanking on Freedom's plains, By Christians wrought! Them, who those chains have worn, Christians from home have torn, Christians have hither borne, Christians have bought ! Cast down, great God, the fanes That, to unhallowed gains, Round us have risen — Temples, whose priesthood pore Moses and Jesus o'er, Then bolt the black man's door, The poor man's prison ! Wilt thou not, Lord, at last, From thine own image, cast Away all cords, But that of love, which brings Man, from his wanderings, Back...
Seite 26 - Quench, righteous God, the thirst That Congo's sons hath cursed — The thirst for gold ! Shall not thy thunders speak, Where Mammon's altars reek, Where maids and matrons shriek, Bound, bleeding, sold ? Hear'st thou, O God, those chains, Clanking on Freedom's plains, By Christians wrought!
Seite 4 - All men are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights and that among these rights are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
Seite 26 - And grant, O Father ! that the time Of Earth's deliverance may be near, When every land and tongue and clime The message of Thy love shall hear ; When, smitten as with fire from heaven, The captive's chain shall sink in dust, And to his fettered soul be given The glorious freedom of the just ! THE YANKEE GIRL.

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