John Greenleaf Whittier,
The Christian Slave
“ Make her life loathsome with your wrong and shame, Her patience shall not fail!A heathen hand might deal Back on your heads the gathered wrong of years: But her low, broken prayer and nightly tears, Ye neither heed nor feel.Con well thy lesson o'er, Thou prudent teacher, tell the toiling slave No dangerous tale of Him who came to save The outcast and the poor.But wisely shut the ray Of God's free Gospel from her simple heart, And to her darkened mind alone impart One stern command, Obey!So shalt thou deftly raise The market price of human flesh ”
