On Being Brought from Africa to America
by Phillis Wheatley
'Twas mercy
brought me from my Pagan land,
Taught my benighted
soul to understand
That there's a God, that there's a Saviour
too:
Once
I redemption neither sought nor knew.
Some view our sable
race with scornful eye,
"Their colour is a diabolic
die."
Remember,
Christians, Negros, black as Cain,
May be refin'd
and join th'angelic train.
