M. Mrs. Follen. Prayer for the Slave.
1 Lord! deliver; Thou canst save;
Save from evil, Mighty God!
Hear -- oh! hear the kneeling slave;
Break -- oh! break th' oppressor's rod.

2 May the captive's pleading fill
All the earth, and all the sky;
Every other voice be still,
While he pleads with God on high.

3 He, whose ear is everywhere,
Who doth silent sorrow see,
Will regard the captive's prayer,
Will from bondage set him free.

4 From the tyranny within,
Save Thy children, Lord! we pray;
Chains of iron, chains of sin,
Cast, forever cast away.

5 Love to man, and love to God,
Are the weapons of our war;
These can break th' oppressor's rod --
Burst the bonds that we abhor.

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