Is There No Balm in Christian Lands?
1. Is there no balm in Christian lands, No kind physician there,
3. Must vile oppression's reckless form Still beat upon my soul,
To heal a broken heart and save A brother from despair?
No sun of freedom ever dawn, To make my spirit whole?
2. Is there no love in Christian hearts, To pity griefs like mine,
4. Just God, behold the Negro's woe; The white man's sins forgive;
No tender sympathetic art Sweet mercy to enshrine?
Open his heart thy love to know, And bid his brother live.
3. Must vile oppression's reckless form Still beat upon my soul,
To heal a broken heart and save A brother from despair?
No sun of freedom ever dawn, To make my spirit whole?
2. Is there no love in Christian hearts, To pity griefs like mine,
4. Just God, behold the Negro's woe; The white man's sins forgive;
No tender sympathetic art Sweet mercy to enshrine?
Open his heart thy love to know, And bid his brother live.
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