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AMERICAN SLAVELY




The land our fathers left to us
Is foul with hateful sin;
When shall, O Lord, this sorrow end,
And hope and joy begin?


What good, though growing might and wealth
Shall stretch from shore to shore,
If thus the fatal poison-taint
Be only spread the more?


Wipe out, O God, the nationís sin,
Then swell the nationís power;
But build not high our yearning hopes
To wither in an hour!


No outward show nor fancied strength
From Thy stern justice saves,
There is no liberty for them
Who make their brethren slaves!

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1854# 436
      MUSIC
      Name: FARRANT
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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