To the Advocates of Emancipation.

Ye nations that to us restore

The rights that God bestowed on all For you his blessing we implore;

O listen further to his call!

From one paternal stem ye spring,

A kindred blood your bosoms own, Your kindred tongues God's praises sing, And beg forgiveness at his throne.

O then, your mutual wrongs forgive!
Unlock your hearts to social love,
So shall ye safe and happy live,
By grace and blessings from above.

To the Advocates of Emancipation.

LXXXIX.

KELLEY.

MEN of God, go take your stations,

Darkness reigns throughout the earth;

Go, proclaim among the nations

Joyful news of heavenly birth;

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To the Advocates of Emancipation.

Bear the tidings

Of the Saviour's matchless worth.

Of his Gospel not ashamed,

As the power of God to save,'

Go, where Christ was never named,
Publish freedom to the slave!

Blessed freedom!

Such as Zion's children have.

When exposed to fearful dangers,

Jesus will his own defend;

Borne afar 'midst foes and strangers,
Jesus will appear your friend,

And his presence

Shall be with you to the end.

We shall not assume it as a fact in mental science, that the power of truth upon a sinner's conscience, depends on his not suspecting that we desire his self-application of it. We shall not deem it an unpardonable personality to say to the titled transgressor— Thou art the man'-nor evidence of an unchristian spirit, to use the language of Christ-nor' vituperation,' to speak the words which the Holy Ghost teacheth '—nor headstrong to persevere,' whether men will hear or whether they will forbear '-nor unduly censorious' to censure whom truth and scripture censure-nor too denunciatory to announce God's revealed judgments-nor too harsh to say, 'Wo to the wicked,' when He commands us to say 'Wo to the wicked’— nor rash to stand where Omnipoteut Justice and Mercy stand-nor imprudent to abide under the shadow of the Almighty.-William Goodell.

THUS saith the mercy of the Lord, 'I'll be a God to thee;

I'll bless thy numerous race, and they Shall be a seed for me.'

To an Enfant.

WILLIAM LLOYD GARRISON.

Remember, when thou com'st to riper years,
That unto God, from earliest infancy,
Thy grateful father dedicated thee,

And sought his guidance through this vale of tears.
Fear God-then disregard all other fears;

Be, in his truth, erect, majestic, free;
Abhor Oppression-cling to Liberty-

Nor recreant prove though horrid death appears.
I charge thee, in the name of him who died

On Calvary's cross,—an ignominious fate,— If thou would'st reign with the Great Crucified, Thy reputation and thy life to hate :Thus shalt thou save them both, nor be denied

A glittering crown and throne of heavenly state!

With humble faith, eternal King,
Thy promise we embrace :
To thee our infant offspring bring,
And supplicate thy grace.

O, dearest child of all this populous earth!
Yet no more precious than the meanest slave !
To rescue thee from bondage, I would brave
All dangers, and count life of little worth,
And make of stakes and gibbets scornful mirth.
Am I not perilling as much to save,

E'en now,
from bonds, a race who freedom crave?
To bless the sable infant from its birth?
Yet I am covered with reproach and scorn,
And branded as a madman through the land!
But loving thee, free one, my own first born,
I feel for all who wear an iron band-
So heaven regard my son when I am gone,

And aid and bless him with a liberal hand!

Extension of Slavery in the United States.

XCI.

S. RIPLEY.

WEEP, Sons of Feedom! your honor is low; 'Tis bleeding in liberty's desolate fane:

They whom ye trusted have bowed to the foe! Oppression has conquered your country again.

Weep, sons of Freedom! your scutcheon is stained;

The star-spangled banner' waves proudly no

more:

'The land of the free' has been foully profaned; Again hath the tyrant prevailed on her shore!

Weep, sons of Freedom, o'er Liberty crushed! Yet strive to deliver the down trodden slave; Though the foes of mankind bid your voices be hushed;

Though the poor of the land it is treason to save!

Weep, sons of Freedom! for yet there is hope;
The tears of repentance are pleasing to Him
Who casteth ye down, or lifteth ye up ;-
Let the cup of repentance be filled to the brim.