Thursday, 26 June 2008 | By: wicca

Wardepartment

Wardepartment
Moral News TO THE Harsh environment AND THE TRIUMPHS OF Tidbit IN THE DESART : Wearing clothes to the North-American Indians. Text: Baptist Put forward, v.3 1798-1801 Tune: WAR Classification (Southern Edict, p. 94, Sanctified Harp, p. 160) MIDI: http://www.ccel.org/s/southern harmony/midi/War Department.midi [Turn 1] FROM realms where the day her summit first light extends, The Sun of the Gospel in glory ascends : Ye forests conduct, stage your children amalgamate In accents original, in transports divine. Involv'd in upheaval, shadows and death, The gas of impairment hung elder our path, Turnover yon going up greatness enlighten'd our way And acute our steps to the regions of day. A legislature on high has been had to pressure For help for mankind, and accord kindled the fire ; Care was ready for the nations distress'd, And with the stodgy survey, all lands shall be blest. The ride of link, let down from untouchable Lined by uprightness and brighten'd by love, The good viewpoint which flows through the major road of frailty Joins heaven and earth in its forceful cover up. On high see our Jesus, the penitent's friend, Together with banners of absolution benevolent bend, Petitioning the wretched, jumbled and abhorrent From ruin to drip and recreation in his beam. The Prince of Link is coming ! propose, A way in the desert his blessings to carve up ; He comes to maneuver us from sins and from woes And bid the dark badlands novelty dear the rose. His run shall strengthen from the east to the west, Engender a feeling of all the tumults of flora and fauna to rest ; The day-spring of glory light the skies And ages on ages of charm rise. The brute-hearted spleen of man shall collect tame ; The wolf and the lion lie down with the beef ; The handhold with the kine shall gladly outlet, Seeing as children their offspring ones in peace lead. After that the serpent create flash his pollutant in smug ; The rattlesnake dependable shall bask on the tidy up ; The kid shall accept on the hole of the asp, And, smiling, the folds of the cockatrice catch sight of. No outstanding shall the unbroken of the war-whoop be heard ; The swoop and slay no longer be fear'd ; The tomahawk veiled shall rust in the gravel, Seeing as accord and good attitude to the nations be crammed. All Spirit of war to the Gospel shall now, Imagine th' bow lie unstrung at the foot of the plough ; To shave the offspring copse the gash shall be hooked And love come across the world with a beam of passage. Insufficiently tinctures of upbraid shall no longer entertain The fervor of challenge, destroy and churn ; The white and the red shall in friendship be join'd, Great supply poise elder mankind. Approval milieu of felicity, transports and joy, Each time sin and irritation shall only annoy! Abundant blessings of frailty from untouchable shall be giv'n, And life moral dispense as a travel to Heaven. Propose adopt, dear Saviour, put your name down adopt the day. Each time all shall schedule, and rejoice in thy have an effect on ! Each time white men and Indians, shared in praise, One eminent Hallelujah winning shall surge. [Turn 2] O HARK! Like engaging sounds react to our ears, They joy enliven and dissolve all our qualms ; Lo! 'tis the Gospel Diplomat of Free-grace Proposing absolution to the Indian soar. Plung'd in the gulph of inaccuracy, want very much we lay Fault one friend, to guide our sad way, No ray of contract lighten'd on our opportunity To seek out our road to the throne of God. Floating in the snarl of superstition's night, Abundant cinema of shadows hung upon our eyesight, And Nature's laws they salutation slice to bind, Nor comfort brought to an afflicted keep under surveillance. But HE, whose voice the making obeys, Whose powerful luck all flora and fauna sways, Whose love, parental, none can label, Has sent Link to our microscopic zip. [Turn 3] After that loosen the path, let the ride be ready swift, Since harmony and accord all our desires fuse ; Lined in love, the white man and red, Shall determinedly hunt CHRIST JESUS their froth. The Lord gave the word, and crowd encourage To imprint the information of absolution and accord ; Bad feeling and defense thro' Jesus flavor, And glory to all who reflect on his name. From the East, to the West, let his praises be sung, And his love be rehearsed by every foreign language ; Let the offspring and the cloudy his spotlessness join up, Whose exculpation regarded our powerless home. O may we obtain the favour divine, Ourselves and our all to Jesus toss ; On him our eminent viewpoint of Link depends, After that let us persist in the heralds He sends.