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John Woolman
Friend of the slave, and friend of all mankind;He felt for all that suffering man doth feel;
And labored through his life, with humble mind,
The cause of all his suffering to reveal.
He preached deliverance to the captive slave,
Justice and mercy to his cruel lord;
Strong in his faith and love, who came to save,
And bring fulfilment to the prophet's word;—
Thou sowd'st not seed in vain; in want and tears
Oft journeying from place to place alone;
The rich reward of all thy toils appears,
A glorious harvest waves, where it was sown;
And countless reapers, with their sickles stand,
Reaping what thou didst sow with single hand.
Poem No. 139; c. 6 March 1852
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