I'll ask one simple question -
There stands a man created by the GodThat form'd the arch of heaven - that made the sea -The teeming earth, and every living thing,And when his word was done, pronounced it good.
God is a righteous God!
That man…
My country! 'tis for thee, Dark land of slavery,
For Thee I weep;
Land where the slave has signed, Land, where he toiled and died, To serve a tyrant's pride -
For thee I weep,
My native country! thee, Land of the noble free -
Of Liberty -
My…
Day breaks triumphant o'er the deep
And laughs the shades of night away!
Onward the waves resplendent sweep,
And mountain streams flash back the ray!
Then burst from bough and kindling air,
A thousand wild enchanting lays;
Till forest depth and…
I've thrown the bowl aside.
For me no more shall flow
Its rudder stream or sparkling tide,
How bright so o'er it glow;
I've seen extending wide
Its devastating away,
Seen reason yield its power to guide -
I've cast the bowl away!
O, ne'er…
They sing of Freedom! Afric's sons
Their notes of joyance sing;
And every hill and ever dale
With Freedom's echoes ring!
All sing - the children at their play,
The laborers at their toil,
They chant a merry roundelay,
And bless the fertile…
What hear I now? The sacred bells resound,What pious crowd in weeping stand around?For whom this funeral chant? - the flambeau's gloom?O death! is this thy voice that now doth breakUpon mine ear? Oh well! I shall awake
Away beyond the tomb.
Oh…
God gave to Afric's sons
A brow of sable dye,
And spread the country of their birth
Beneath a burning sky;
And with a cheek of olive, made
The little Hindoo child,
And darkly stain'd the forest tribes
That roam our Western wild.
To me he gave…
List, list, the notes of anguish
From yonder arid plains,
Where millions groan and languish
'Neath slavery's galling chains.
To Heaven, with look imploring,
They urge their earnest prayer,
With humble hearts adoring
The God that reigneth…
On breezy pinion mournful Eve came singing
Over the silent hills, and to the glades,
And violet-beds a stream of odours bringing,
And waking music in the forest-shades;
For 'twas the time when the lone cotter wending
His silent way along the…
Source of all light and joy and life!
Creator of each starry sphere,
That o'er me on the arch of night
Gleams like a diamond soft and clear;
Oh, as I gaze transported now
On yonder blue, resplendent dome,
Deign but to hear my prayer, that…
