ious light,
Which crowns this joyous day;
Whose beams dispel the shades of night,
And wake our grateful lay!
2 Praise for the mighty band,
Redeemed from error's chain,
Whose echoing voices, through our land,
Join our triumphant strain!
3 Ours is no conquest gained
Upon the tented field;
Nor hath the flowing life-blood stained
The victor's helm and shield.
4 But the strong might of love,
And truth's all-pleading voice,
As angels bending from above,
Have made our hearts rejoice.
5 Lord! upward to thy throne
Th' imploring voice we raise;
The might, the strength, are thine alone!
Thine be our loftiest praise.
791. L. M. Anonymous.
Temperance Hymn.
1 God of our fathers, 'tis thy hand
Hath turned the tide of death away,
That rolled in madness o'er the land,
And filled thy people with dismay.
2 Thy voice awaked us from our dream:
Thy spirit taught our hearts to feel;
'Twas thy own light, whose radiant beam
Came down our duty to reveal.
3 Almighty Parent, still in thee
Our spirits trust for strength divine;
Gird us with heaven's own energy,
And o'er our paths let wisdom shine.
4 The work of man's destruction stay;
The tide of fire still backward press;
Drive each delusive mist away,
And every humble effort bless.
792. 7s. M. P. H. Sweetser.
The Same.
1 Hark! the voice of choral song
Floats upon the breeze along,
Chanting clear, in solemn lays,--
"Man redeemed--to God the praise!"
2 Angels, strike the golden lyre!
Mortals, catch the heavenly fire!
Thousands ransomed from the grave,
Millions yet our pledge shall save!
3 Save from sin's destructive breath,
Save from sorrow, shame and death--
From intemperance and strife,
Save the husband, children, wife!
4 Courage! let no heart despair--
Mighty is the truth we bear!
Forward then, baptized in love,
Led by wisdom from above!
793. L. M. Sargent.
The Same.
1 Slavery and death the cup contains;
Dash to the earth the poisoned bowl!
Softer than silk are iron chains
Compared with those that chafe the soul.
2 Hosannas, Lord, to thee we sing,
Whose power the giant fiend obeys
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