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Deism

Must Ethiopians be employ'd for you?

Much I rejoice if any good I do.

I ask O unbeleiver,

Satan's

Hath not thy Saviour been too much

Th' auspicious rays that round his temples

Do still declare him to be Christ

Doth not the great Eternal call him

Is he not pleas'd with his beloved One — ?

How canst thou thus divide the Trinity — The blest the Holy the eternal

Tis Satan's Snares are fluttering in the

Whereby he doth insnare thy foolish

God, the Eternal Orders this to

Sees thy vain arg'ments to divide the

Cans't thou not see the Consequence in store?

Begin th' Almighty monarch to

Attend to Reason whispering in thine

Seek the Eternal while he is so near.

Full in thy view I point each path I

Lest to the vale of black dispair I go.

At the last day where wilt thou hide thy

That Day approaching is no time for Grace.

Too late percieve thyself undone and

To late own Father,

Son, and Holy Ghost.

Who trod the wine-press of Jehovah's wrath?

Who taught us prayer, and promis'd grace and faith ———?

Who but the Son, who reigns supremely

Ever, and ever, in immortal rest.? [sic]The vilest prodigal who comes to

Is not cast out but bro't by Jesus' blood.

When to the faithless Jews he oft did

Some own'd this teacher Some made him a

He came to you in mean apparel

He came to Save us from our Sins, and

Compassion more than language can express.

Pains his companions, and his friends

Immanuel on the cross those pains did bear — Will the eternal our petitions hear?

Ah! wondrous Distiny his life he laid."Father forgive them," thus the Saviour

Nail'd was King Jesus on the cross for us.

For our transgressions he sustain'd the Curse.

The apparent misspellings are hers, it's said that she wrote this and it was published like this, when she was 14 years old.

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Phillis Wheatley

Phillis Wheatley, also spelled Phyllis and Wheatly (c. 1753 – December 5, 1784) was the first African-American author of a published book of poe…

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