3 "Alas, that city!" cry great kings,
Who well her sorceries had known,
Who oft had brought their offerings,
"Alas, that city, Babylon!"
4 Lord, let the antichristian power,
Stain❜d with the blood of martyrs slain,
Sink down in ruin in an hour,
Fall of Babylon, or of Rome.
1 HER shorn and mitred merchants weep;
They lose, with her, their gainful trade
Of long indulgences, to keep
Men's souls from hell, for silver weighed ;—
2 Their trade of oil and relics cheap,-
As saintly bones in grave-yard laid,—
Of beads, and bulls, and wares a heap,
And silver crosses, high displayed!
3 By sale of these, and masses vain,
And idols both of wood and stone,-
A countless, soul-deceiving train,-
Their priestly, princely pow'r had grown.
4 Seeing her smoke, they cry amain,
"Alas for her, now overthrown!
Now ceases all our mighty gain!
Alas, that city, Babylon!""
Jerusalem to be restored.
1 WHERE once the temple's towers
Were rear'd on Zion's height,
Secur'd from hostile powers
By uncreated might,
There now a mosque, in terror,
Lifts minaret and dome;
The prophet there of error
Is seated in his home!
2 How chang'd the voice of gladness,
Which rung through all God's courts?
For joy is turn'd to sadness
Imposture there resorts!
And shall imposture ever
On Zion have its throne?
And Jesus, Savior, never
In Salem reign alone?
mf 3 0 Zion, on thy mountain
Thy glorious King shall stand,
And Siloa's copious fountain
Spread joy through all the land;
Mohammed's dire delusion
Shall flee before the light,
And truth, without illusion,
Shall cheer the raptur'd sight!
1 DISOWN'D of heav'n, by man oppressed,
Outcasts from Zion's hallow'd ground,
O, why should Israel's sons, once blest,
Still roam the scorning world around?
2 Lord! visit thy forsaken race,
Back to thy fold the wand'rers bring;
Teach them to seek thy slighted grace,
And hail in Christ their promis'd King.
8 The veil of darkness rend in twain,
Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light;
The sever'd olive branch again
Firm to its parent stock unite.
mf 4 Hail, glorious day, expected long,
When Jew and Greek one pray'r shall pour,
With eager feet one temple throng,
With grateful praise one God adore!
Ethiopia shall stretch out her Hands to God. mp 1 HARK! that shriek at dawning hour! 'Tis the mother's cry forlorn, As she sees, by ruthless power All her lov'd ones from her torn!
2 Torn to speed across the main ;-
There in market to be sold,—
There to wear a galling chain,
And to feel their griefs untold.
mf 3 Ne'er again shall slaver's band
Terror spread and ruin wide
Over, AFRIC, thy fair land,
Rushing, like the torrent's tide!
4 Lo, the Ethiop shall extend
Rev'rent hands unto his God,
Ne'er again to idol bend,
Quitting dang'rous paths, once trod.
5 On the long, terrific night,
Brooding, AFRICA! o'er thee,
Truth shall pour its cheering light,
And thy chained sons be free!
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1 FROM Jesse's root a branch shall spring,
And o'er the earth its shadows fling;
A wise and holy Prince shall rise
With might, descended from the skies.
2 He justly will the wicked smite,
And vindicate the poor man's right;
His favor all the world shall bless
With truth, and peace, and righteousness.
3 The wolf and lamb together feed,
The leopard lies down with the kid;
The calf, and bear, and lion wild
Are led by hand of little child.
4 The infant with the asp shall play,
Nor cockatrice shall give dismay;
O'er all the earth God's truth shall flow,
As waters fill the sea below!
Conversion of the Nations.
mf 1 WHEN shall the voice of singing
Flow joyfully along?
When hill and valley ringing
With one triumphant song,
Proclaim the contest ended,
And HIM, who once was slain,
Again to earth descended,
In righteousness to reign!
2 Then from the craggy mountains
The sacred shout shall fly;
And shady vales and fountains
Shall echo the reply.
High tow'r and lowly dwelling
Shall send the chorus round,
All hallelujah swelling
Conversion of the World.
1 RISE, Sun of glory,―rise!
And chase those shades of night,
Which now obscure the skies,
And hide thy sacred light;
O, chase those dismal shades away,
And bring the bright, millennial day!
2 Now send thy Spirit down
On all the nations, Lord!
With great success to crown
The preaching of thy word;
That heathen lands may own thy sway,
And cast their idol-gods away.
3 Then shall thy kingdom come
Among our fallen race,
And all the earth become
The temple of thy grace;
Whence pure devotion shall ascend,
And songs of praise, till time shall end!
1 GREAT God! the nations of the earth
Are by creation thine;
And in thy works, outbeaming forth,
Thy pow'r and glory shine.
Aff 2 But, Lord, thy greater love has brought
Thy gospel to our race.-
Thy mercy's stores beyond all thought,—
The treasures of thy grace!
3 0, when shall these glad tidings spread
The spacious earth around,
Till ev'ry soul, in sin now dead,
Shall hear the quick'ning sound?
4 Lord, let thy blessed truth be known!
O spread the gospel's rays;
And build on sin's demolish'd throne
A temple to thy praise!
Conversion of the World.
1 ARM of the Lord, awake!-awake!
Put on thy strength,-the nations shake!
Now let the world, adoring, see
Triumphs of mercy, wrought by Thee!
2 Say to the heathen from thy throne,
"I am Jehovah, God alone!"
Thy voice their idols shall confound,
And cast their altars to the ground!
3 Let Zion's time of favor come!
O, bring the tribes of Israel home!
Soon may our wond'ring eyes behold
Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold!
4 Almighty God! thy grace proclaim
Through ev'ry clime,-of ev'ry name!
Let hostile pow'rs before Thee fall,
And crown the Savior Lord of all!
Conversion of the World. Isa. 35.
1 IN the lands, which seem accurst,
Where no verdure clothes the ground,
There the waters shall outburst,
There all virtues shall abound:
Truth, a living stream, shall flow,
Earth refreshing joys shall know!
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