Burial Of Sarah by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper

"I am a stranger in your land,

My home has lost its light;

Grant me a place where I may lay

My dead away from sight.”

The son of Zohar answered him,

"Hearken, my lord, to me;

Before our sons, the field and cave

I freely give to thee."

"I will not take it as a gift,"

The grand old man then said;

"I pray thee let me buy the place

Where I may lay my dead."

And with the promise in his heart,

His seed should own that land,

He gave the shekels for the field

He took from Ephron's hand.

And saw afar the glorious day

His chosen seed should tread,

The soil where he in sorrow lay

His loved and cherished dead.

~ Frances Ellen Watkins Harper ~

Title: Burial Of Sarah by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Description: This is a poem written by the African American abolitionist and poet Frances Ellen Watkins Harper.
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Subject: Frances Ellen Watkins Harper; poem; poet