On Being Brought from AFRICA to AMERICA

On Being Brought from AFRICA to AMERICA

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’Twas mercy brought me from my pagan land,
Taught my benighted soul to understand
That there’s a God, that there’s a Saviour too:
Once I redemption neither sought nor knew.
Some view our sable race with scornful eye,
“Their colour is a diabolic die.”
Remember, Christians, Negros, black as Cain,
May be refined, and join th’ angelic train.

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