"It has been said that he is the God of the white man, and not of the black. This is horrible blasphemy--a _lie_ from the pit that is bottomless--believe it not--no--never. Murmur not against the Lord on account of the cruelty and injustice of man. His almighty arm is already stretched out against slavery--against every man, every constitution, and every union that upholds it. His avenging chariot is now moving over the bloody fields of the doomed south, crushing beneath its massive wheels the very foundations of the blasphemous system. Soon slavery shall sink like Pharaoh--even like that brazen-hearted tyrant, it shall sink to rise no more forever. "Haste ye, then, O, hasten to your God; pour the sorrows of your crushed and bleeding hearts into his sympathizing bosom. It is true that 'on the side of the oppressor there is power'--the power of the purse and the power of the sword. That is terrible. But listen to what is still _more terrible_: on the side of the oppressed there is the _strong arm_ of the Lord, the Almighty God of Abraham, and Isaac, and Jacob--before his redeeming power the two contending armies, hostile to each other, and hostile to you, are like chaff before the whirlwind. "_Fear not, but believe._ He who is for you is more than they who are against you. Trust in him--hang upon his arm--go, hide beneath the shadow of his wings. "O God! Jehovah-jireh! wilt thou not hear us? We are poor, helpless, unarmed, despised. Is it not time for thee to hear the cry of the needy--to judge the poor of the people--to break in pieces the oppressor. "Be, O, be unto us what thou wast unto Israel in the land of Egypt, our Counsellor and Guide--our Shield and Buckler--_our Great Deliverer_--_our Pillar of cloud by day_--_our Pillar of fire by night_! "Stand between us and our enemies, O thou angel of the Lord! Be unto us a shining light--to our enemies, confusion and impenetrable darkness. Stand between us till this Red Sea be crossed, and thy redeemed, _now_ sighing, bleeding, weeping, shall shout and sing, for joy, the bold anthem of the free." A deep vein of genuine piety pervades nearly all the productions of Bishop Payne. As a pulpit orator, he stands deservedly high. In stature, he is rather under the medium size, about three fourths African, rather sharper features than the average of his race, and appears to be about fifty years of age. He is very popular, both as a writer and a speaker, with his own color. The moral, social, and political standard of the black man has been much elevated by the influence of Bishop Payne. WILLIAM STILL.