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THE APPEAL-AFRICA-INDIA-AND THEIR MARTYRS.

This cause is the cause of God against sin and Satan. God is our helper, and Christ, who is our king, is also our leader and commander. Like David, his type and figure, he stands not idly by. He will not be a He is the Captain of our

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the East

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The lions prowl around, their graves to guard,
And Moslem prayers profane

At morn and eve come sounding: yet unscared
The Holy Shades remain:

Cyprian, thy chief of watchmen, wise and bold,
Trusting the lore of his own loyal heart,
And Cyprian's Master, as in age high-souled,
Yet choosing as in youth the better part.
There, too, unwearied Austin, thy keen gaze
On Atlas' steep, a thousand years and more,
for the first rekindling rays,

Voice of the wise of old!

Go breathe thy thrilling whispers now,

In cells where learned eyes late vigils hold,
And teach proud science where to veil her brow.

Voice of Christ's martyred clan!

Now while the church for combat arms,

Calmly do thou confirm her awful ban,

Thy words to be her conquering, soothing charms.

Voice of Christ's fearless saints!

Ring like a trump, where gentle hearts

Beat high for truth, but, doubting, cower and faint: Tell them the hour is come, and they must take their parts.

Let that trump, brethren, arouse the Israel of God, while it shakes with terror and dismay the enemies of the truth. Let it assure us that the Lord of hosts is with us, and that these walls of Jericho, these walls of China, these Moslem revolts, these Satanic outbursts of the great adversary, who sees that he has but a short time-shall only redound to the greater glory of our Immanuel, and the greater triumph of his saints.

Bide thou thy time!

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Wait the bright Advent that shall loose thy chain!
E'en now the shadows break, and gleams divine
Edge the dim distant line.

When thrones are trembling, and earth's great ones quail,
True Seed! thou shalt prevail!

Are there not even now signs of an approaching harvest? Has not the germ of many a seed manifested its vitality and sprouted up in the blade, the ear, and the ripened grain, o'er many a palmy plain. God's way is now most surely in the East. India and China are now the centre of divine operations. God had made them a spectacle to the world.

The Ark of God is in the field,

Like clouds around the alien armies sweep;
Each by his spear, beneath his shield,
In cold and dew the anointed warriors sleep.

And can it be thou liest awake,

otchman, tossing on thy couch of down,

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