Another encouragement for you to labor, my friends, is, that you will have the prayers and co-operation of English and Northern philanthropists.  You will never bend your knees in supplication at the throne of grace for the overthrow of slavery, without meeting there the spirits of other Christians, who will mingle their voices with yours, as the morning or evening sacrifice ascends to God.  Yes, the spirit of prayer and of supplication has been poured out upon many, many hearts; there are wrestling Jacobs who will not let go of the prophetic promises of deliverance for the captive, and the opening, of prison doors to them that are bound.  There are Pauls who are saying, in reference to this subject, “Lord, what wilt thou have me to do?” There are Marys sitting in the house now, who are ready to arise and go forth in this work as soon as the message is brought, “the master is come and calleth for thee.”  And there are Marthas, too, who have already gone out to meet Jesus, as he bends his footsteps to their brother’s grave, and weeps, not over the lifeless body of Lazarus bound hand and foot in grave-clothes, but over the politically and intellectually lifeless slave, bound hand and foot in the iron chains of oppression and ignorance.  Some may be ready to say, as Martha did, who seemed to expect nothing but sympathy from Jesus, “Lord, by this time he stinketh, for he hath been dead four days.”  She thought it useless to remove the stone and expose the loathsome body of her brother; she could not believe that so great a miracle could be wrought, as to raise that putrified body into life; but “Jesus said, take ye away the stone;” and when they had taken away the stone where the dead was laid, and uncovered the body of Lazarus, then it was that “Jesus lifted up his eyes and said, Father, I thank thee that thou hast heard me,” &c.  “And when he had thus spoken, he cried with a loud voice, Lazarus, come forth.”  Yes, some may be ready to say of the colored race, how can they ever be raised politically and intellectually, they have been dead four hundred years?  But we have nothing to do with how this is to be done; our business is to take away the stone which has covered up the dead body of our brother, to expose the putrid carcass, to show how that body has been bound with the grave-clothes of heathen ignorance, and his face with the napkin of prejudice, and having done all it was our duty to do, to stand by the negro’s grave, in humble faith and holy hope, waiting to hear the life-giving command of “Lazarus, come forth.”  This is just what Anti-Slavery Societies are doing; they are taking away the stone from the mouth of the tomb of slavery, where lies the putrid carcass of our brother.  They want the pure light of heaven to shine into that dark and gloomy cave; they want all men to see how that dead body has been bound, how that face has been wrapped in the napkin