A History of Slavery and Its Abolition

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Houlston & Stoneman, 1839 - 648 ˹
 

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˹ 537 - But who am I, and what is my people, that we should be able to offer so willingly after this sort? for all things come of thee, and of thine own have we given thee.
˹ 194 - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud Science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way; Yet simple Nature to his hope has...
˹ 101 - Princes shall come out of Egypt ; Ethiopia shall soon stretch out her hands unto God.
˹ 65 - How shall we sing the Lord's song in a strange land? If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
˹ 582 - God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth on him, might not perish, but have everlasting life.
˹ 51 - But forasmuch as he had not to pay, his lord commanded him to be sold and his wife* and children, and all that he had, and payment to be made.
˹ 537 - Both riches and honour come of thee, and thou reignest over all; and in thine hand is power and might; and in thine hand it is to make great, and to give strength unto all.
˹ 213 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
˹ 56 - BLOW ye the trumpet, blow ! The gladly solemn sound ; ' Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners ! home.
˹ 115 - As human nature's broadest, foulest blot, Chains him, and tasks him, and exacts his sweat With stripes, that Mercy with a bleeding heart Weeps, when she sees inflicted on a beast: Then what is man ? And what man, seeing this, And having human feelings, does not blush, And hang his head, to think himself a man...

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