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To free a bleeding natal land
From Leon's galling chain,
And steeps in blood the plain ;
Awake! too long has bondage hurled
Its curse on Freedom's soil ;
Has groaned with slavery's spoil ;
Enscrolled, are rolling far;
And dims the risen star ;
Awake! awake! to glorious fight,
For home and country call, The watch-word sounds, “OUR GOD AND RIGHT,”
The vanquished Foemen fall! 'Tis Heaven that is the soldier's guard,
In gory battle-fray;
To crown the victor-day ;
ARISE, SHINE, FOR THY LIGHT IS COME. Isa. lx. 1.
HARK! 'tis the prophet of the skies
Proclaims redemption near ;
The dawning tints appear.
Awakes to glorious day;
Her shadows flee away.
To heal her wounds, her night dispel,
The heralds* cross the main ;
That Jesus lives again.
From Salem's towers the Islam sign,
With holy zeal is hurled,
His banner is unfurled.
The gladdening news conveyed afar,
Remotest nations hear ;
The ransomed tribes appear.
* Missionaries to Palestine,
Again in Bethlehem swells the song,
The choral breaks again, While Jordan's shores the strains prolong,
“Good-will and peace to men !”
MY DEPARTED CHILD.
O SAINTED babe! and hast thou sought Thus soon, thy home in yonder sphere? And is thy every wish and thought Purged from the dross that veiled it here?
With faculties enlarged, refined-
Thou dearest one!-and art thou far
And dost thou from those worlds of bliss, Whose depths no mortal sense may knowBend, in an hour of love, to this Receptacle of tears and wo?
0, let it be, bless'd one! to teach Thy parents how to follow thee;
Bid them forsake this span and reach
Bid them rejoice : for though in earth
THE MORNING STAR.
I AM THE ROOT AND THE OFFSPRING OF DAVID, AND
THE BRIGHT AND MORNING STAR. REV. XXII. 16.
BENIGHTED on the troublous main,
While stormy terrors clothe the sky,
And nought but stern despair is nigh ;
With radiant splendour shines afar ;
Appears the bright and morning star!
That beams on ocean's weary breast ;
It lulls his fears to peaceful rest:
For night and danger now are far;
His guide the bright and morning star!
Thus when affliction's billows roll,
And waves of sorrow and of sin,
And all is dark and drear within:
Drives every doubt and fear afar ;
And shines the Bright and Morning Star!
MAN LIETH DOWN AND RISETH NOT AGAIN TILL THE
HEAVENS BE NO MORE. Job.
SOFT are the slumbers of the sunless tomb;
Quiet dwells there—its inmate brooding peace; The still inhabitant heeds not the gloom Of night, nor starts when morn awakes in bloom,
The wanderer rests, and cares and sorrows cease. Yet shall these forms forever pillow there? Shall dust to dust its lasting kin compare?
O, Thou UNSEEN! shall thy creation sleep, Mingled with earth, and dark corruption share,
Where silence drear, and death, their vigils keep? We bless thee for the cheering hope revealed,
Where INSPIRATION sheds its living ray, Which, quickening vision, shows the grave unsealed,
Its slumberers waking to eternal day.