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3 Then heaven itself shall be,
Our Sabbath school above,
And undisturbed eternity,
One Sabbath school of love.

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HOW

H. M.

OW kind the Savior's love,
How tenderly he smiled,

While in his arms he took

And blest each little child. Forbid them not, for such I came, I love to hear them lisp my name.

2 How oft our teachers pray,

Their efforts do not cease,
That we may find the way,
To happiness and peace.
Urge the message he has sent,
Entreating children to repent

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AIR-" Mount Vernon."

EARKEN, Christian, hear the groaning

H of the poor oppressed slave;

poor

Hear him now his state bemoaning;
None to pity, none to save.

2 Listen friends of every nation,
To the wailing bondman's plea,
Hear his doleful lamentation,
Hear him sigh for liberty.

3 See him writhe in dreadful anguish,
On his back the stripes are laid;
Can you see him pine and languish,
And refuse to lend him aid?

4 Will you by your votes and silence
Servitude perpetuate?
Can you look without abhorrence
On a system God doth hate?

5 Can you bow with cold indifference,
And the throne of God address?
Will you there ask no assistance
For the bondman in distress?

Think ye sons of ease and freedom,
Of the suff 'rings he endures;
You would sigh for liberation,
Were the slave's condition yours.

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7 Waken from your sinful slumber,
Shake off now your lethargy,
Burst oppression's chains asunder,
Set the willing captive free.

8 To the contest-onward, freemen,
Sound aloud the jubilee;

To the rescue, sons of freedom,
Give the slave his liberty.

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AIR-" Zion.”

ARK! a voice from heaven proclaiming,
Comfort to the mourning slave;

HA

God has heard him long complaining,
And extends his arm to save;

Proud oppression,

Soon shall find a shameful grave, &c.

2 See the light of truth is breaking,
Full and clear on every hand:
And the voice of mercy speaking,
Now is heard through all the land.
Firm and fearless,

See the friends of freedom stand, &c.

3 Lo! the nation is arousing

From its slumber long and deep; And the friends of God are waking, Never, never more to sleep,

While a bondman

In his chains remains to weep, &c.

4 Long, too long, have we been dreaming O'er our country's sin and shame.

Let us now, the time redeeming,
Press the helpless captive's claim,
Till, exulting,

He shall cast aside his chain, &c.

C. M.

AIR-" Ortonville.

253 WHAT mean

HAT mean ye, that ye bruise and bind
My people, saith the Lord,

And starve your craving brethren's mind
Who ask to read my word?

2 What mean ye that ye make them toil,
Through long and weary years;
And shed like rain upon your soil,
Their blood and bitter tears?

3 What mean ye, when God's bounteous hand
To you so much has given,
That from the slave who tills your land,
You keep both earth and heaven?

4 What mean ye that ye dare to rend
The tender mother's heart;

Brother from sister, friend from friend,
How dare you make them part?

5 When at the judgment God shall call,
Where is thy brother? say

What mean ye, to the Judge of all,
To answer on that day?

254 WE as

L. M.

AIR-" Old Hundred.”

E ask not that the slave should lie,
As lies his master at his ease,

Beneath a silken canopy,

Or in the shade of blooming trees.

2 We mourn not that the man should toil; 'Tis nature's need, 't is God's decree; But let the hand that tills the soil, Be, like the wind that fans it, free.

3 We ask not, 'eye for eye,' that all,

Who forge the chain and ply the whip, Should feel their torture; while the thrall Should wield the scourge of mastership.

We only ask, O God, that they

Who bind a brother, may relent:
But, Great Avenger, we do pray
That the wrong-doer may repent.

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L. M.

AIR- Welis."

HE hour of freedom! come it must

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O, hasten it in mercy, Heaven !
When all, who grovel in the dust,
Shall stand erect, their fetters riven.

2 When glorious freedom shall be won
By every caste, complexion, clime,
When tyranny shall be o'erthrown,
And color cease to be a crime.

3 Friend of the poor, long-suff'ring Lord!
This guilty land from ruin save;
Let justice sheathe her glitt'ring sword,
And mercy rescue from the grave.

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