Convention. Rise, for a slandered gospel's sake; 191 Nor rest till the notes be heard again, That erst on the Saviour's birth-night brake, Of peace on earth-good will towards men. Hark! Hark, to the trumpet call, And firm and full be the glad reply; Rouse, ALL, for God and Truth and man, Perform the lofty deed of Right And give us back an honored name; Unseal the Bible, burst the thrall From intellect and soul apart, Compassion. CIII. DAUGHTERS of pity, tune the lay; No altars smoke, no offerings bleed, Our offering is a willing mind To comfort the distressed; In others' good our own to find, In others' blessings blest. Thus what our heavenly Father gave Shall we as freely give; God is no Respecter of Persons. CIV. GOD made the world-in every land He sees and governs distant lands, In forest shades, and silent plains, All the inhabitants of earth Who dwell beneath the sun, Alike the rich and poor are known, 194 Prayer of the Colored Mother, etc. While he regards the rich and fair, He knows the worthy and the vile, Great God, and since thy piercing eye My inmost heart can see, Prayer of the Colored Mother of New England. CV. GREAT Father! who created all, The colored and the fair: Oh! listen to a mother's call, Hear Thou, the negro's prayer. 195 Prayer of the Colored Mother, etc. Yet once again, thy people teach With lessons from above, That they may practice what they preach, The Colored Mother of New England to her Enfant. Thy sparkling eye is full of light, Smile now-for, o'er thy coming years, Disgrace and shame, regret and tears, Yes, yes-my child-that soul of thine, Whose skin reflects a darker hue, Of joy must change for tears! Because thy skin is black! |