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WELCOME TO HON. FREDERICK DOUGLASS.
Charleston, S. C. Mt. Zion Church, March 5th, 1888.
Our hearts are filled with pride to-day—
We hail thee, Noble Sire,
Stern prejudice is swept away
By Freedom's cleansing fire.
We hail thee, Noble Sire,
Stern prejudice is swept away
By Freedom's cleansing fire.
And o'er this Southland you may roam,
With ne'er a cause to fear—
We bid the, Welcome to our home,
Welcome, and right good cheer!
With ne'er a cause to fear—
We bid the, Welcome to our home,
Welcome, and right good cheer!
From rugged Blue Ridge mountain peak,
To ocean's white crest wave:
Even infant lips thy praises speak,
And boast thy deeds so brave.
To ocean's white crest wave:
Even infant lips thy praises speak,
And boast thy deeds so brave.
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The bondsman's fetters long since broke
And tossed aside by thee,
Thou hurldest off the cursed yoke,
And panted to be free.
And tossed aside by thee,
Thou hurldest off the cursed yoke,
And panted to be free.
We see thee in thy craddle-bed,
Thy mother's pride and joy;
When from oppression's hand you fled,
When but a strippling boy.
Thy mother's pride and joy;
When from oppression's hand you fled,
When but a strippling boy.
Thou, Moses of the negro race,
This day we hail with pride;
The day that brings us face to face,
And Douglass by our side.
This day we hail with pride;
The day that brings us face to face,
And Douglass by our side.
We note thy locks have turned to grey,
But note with swelling pride,
For thou hast come a weary way
O'er troubles deep and wide.
But note with swelling pride,
For thou hast come a weary way
O'er troubles deep and wide.
God led thee then, and leads thee now,
No longer art thou sad—
And may many years yet crown thy brow,
To make thy people glad.
No longer art thou sad—
And may many years yet crown thy brow,
To make thy people glad.
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