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Tim Thompson a little negro boy was asked	A
to dance for the amusement of some white	B
toughs He refused saying he was a church	C
member One of the men knocked him	D
down with a club and then danced upon his	E
prostrate form He then shot the boy in the	F
hip The boy is dead his murderer is still at	G
large News Item	H
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He lifted up his pleading eyes	I
And scanned each cruel face	J
Where cold and brutal cowardice	K
Had left its evil trace	J
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It was when tender memories	L
Round Beth'lem's manger lay	M
And mothers told their little ones	N
Of Jesu's natal day	M
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And of the Magi from the East	O
Who came their gifts to bring	P
And bow in rev'rence at the feet	Q
Of Salem's new born King	P
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And how the herald angels sang	R
The choral song of peace	S
That war should close his wrathful lips	T
And strife and carnage cease	S
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At such an hour men well may hush	U
Their discord and their strife	V
And o'er that manger clasp their hands	W
With gifts to brighten life	V
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Alas that in our favored land	X
That cruelty and crime	Y
Should cast their shadows o'er a day	M
The fairest pearl of time	Y
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A dark browed boy had drawn anear	Z
A band of savage men	A2
Just as a hapless lamb might stray	Z
Into a tiger's den	A2
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Cruel and dull they saw in him	D
For sport an evil chance	B2
And then demanded of the child	C2
To give to them a dance	B2
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Come dance for us the rough men said	D2
I can't the child replied	E2
I cannot for the dear Lord's sake	F2
Who for my sins once died	E2
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Tho' they were strong and he was weak	G2
He wouldn't his Lord deny	H2
His life lay in their cruel hands	W
But he for Christ could die	H2
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Heard they aright Did that brave child	C2
Their mandates dare resist	I2
Did he against their stern commands	W
Have courage to insist	I2
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Then recklessly a man arose	J2
And dealt a fearful blow	K2
He crushed the portals of that life	V
And laid the brave child low	K2
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And trampled on his prostrate form	L2
As on a broken toy	M2
Then danced with careless brutal feet	Q
Upon the murdered boy	M2
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Christians behold that martyred child	C2
His blood cries from the ground	N2
Before the sleepless eye of God	O2
He shows each gaping wound	N2
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Oh Church of Christ arise arise	I
Lest crimson stain thy hand	X
When God shall inquisition make	F2
For blood shed in the land	X
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Take sackcloth of the darkest hue	P2
And shroud the pulpits round	N2
Servants of him who cannot lie	H2
Sit mourning on the ground	N2
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Let holy horror blanch each brow	Z
Pale every cheek with fears	Q2
And rocks and stones if ye could speak	G2
Ye well might melt to tears	R2
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Through every fane send forth a cry	H2
Of sorrow and regret	S2
Nor in an hour of careless ease	L
Thy brother's wrongs forget	S2
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Veil not thine eyes nor close thy lips	T
Nor speak with bated breath	T2
This evil shall not always last	U2
The end of it is death	T2
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Avert the doom that crime must bring	P
Upon a guilty land	X
Strong in the strength that God supplies	I
For truth and justice stand	X
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For Christless men with reckless hands	W
Are sowing round thy path	V2
The tempests wild that yet shall break	F2
In whirlwinds of God's wrath	V2

Frances E. W. Harper

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