The Music of Stephen C. Foster . | ||
FRIENDS OF THE POOR.
1
Friends of the poor, the young, the weak,Regard our humble train;
Compassion at your hands we seek;
Shall children plead in vain?
2
Were you not children once? RenewThe time when young as we:
Think of the friends that nourished you,
And hearken to our plea.
3
Are there not feelings from above,In every heart that reigns?
The pulse, the voice, the look of love;
Shall nature plead in vain?
4
Have you no dear ones round your hearthAs weak and young as we?
Think if like ours had been their birth
Could you resist their plea?
5
Have you not known a Saviour's grace,For man's redemption slain?
Behold the Saviour in our place;
Shall Jesus plead in vain?
6
No! by his early griefs and tearsWhen poor and young as we
By all His woes in after years,
Accept your Saviour's plea.
The Music of Stephen C. Foster . | ||