One Being Brought From Africa To America

Phillis Wheatley

'TWAS mercy brought me from my Pagan land,
Taught my benighted soul to understand
That there's a God, that there's a Saviour too:
Once I redemption neither fought now knew,
Some view our sable race with scornful eye,
"Their colour is a diabolic die."
Remember, Christians, Negroes, black as Cain,
May be refin'd, and join th' angelic train.

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• Phillis Wheatley : To A Gentleman On His Voyage To Great-britain For The Recovery Of His Health
• Phillis Wheatley : To A Lady And Her Children, On The Death Of Her Son And Their Brother
• Phillis Wheatley : To A Lady On Her Coming To North-america With Her Son, For The Recovery Of Her Health
• Phillis Wheatley : To A Lady On Her Remarkable Preservation In A Hurrican In North-carolina
• Phillis Wheatley : To A Lady On Her Remarkable Preservation In An Hurricane In North-carolina
• Phillis Wheatley : To A Lady On The Death Of Her Husband
• Phillis Wheatley : To A Lady On The Death Of The Three Relations

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• Phillis Wheatley : On The Death Of The Rev. Mr. George Whitefield
• Phillis Wheatley : On The Death Of The Rev. Dr. Sewell, 1769
• Phillis Wheatley : On The Death Of Rev. Mr. George Whitefield
• Phillis Wheatley : On The Death Of J. C. An Infant
• Phillis Wheatley : On The Death Of Dr. Samuel Marshall
• Phillis Wheatley : On The Death Of A Young Lady Of Five Years Of Age
• Phillis Wheatley : On The Death Of A Young Gentleman
• Phillis Wheatley : On The Death Of A Youn Gentleman
• Phillis Wheatley : On Recollection