The Slave's Friend

4 slave’s friend. [144 Oh then, dearest Mary* still With thy kind, persuasive skill, Lead a little orphan band To this bright* celestial land, , Where the colored people share In redeeming mercy fair. In that holy, heavenly spot, Jesus says, “Forbid them not; Suffer them to come to me, They shall of my goodness see.” And when Mary’s glass is run, When her work on earth is done, Here a little ransomed band Shall before her joyful stand, Welcome to a land of love, To a “ shelter” far above, Where no little orphan’s tear Shall distress a heart sincere; Where no parting funeral knell Shall a long, sad farewell tell. Oh then, dearest Mary, stay— Teach the orphans how to pray; Lead them all to Jesus fair, Make them thy peculiar care— Bid their infant hearts arise, Lead them to the blissful skies. PREJUDICE AGAINST COLOR. When Mr. Burkhardt, the celebrated traveller, was going through the interior

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