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1247.

[O what a change shall then ensue!]

For brass I will bring gold, and for iron, &c. —lx. 17, 18.

O what a change shall then ensue!
The former things are far removed,
Nature is grace, and old is new,
And all is heighten'd and improved:
Your wood I will convert to brass;
Your souls shall take a finer mould,
The Jewish into Christian pass,
The iron age be turn'd to gold.
I will thine officers create,
And fill their hearts with perfect peace,
Thy publicans shall avarice hate,
Renew'd in love and righteousness;
No violence shall in thee be heard,
Or sad complaint of lawless power,
While Satan is no longer fear'd,
And sin destroys thy land no more.

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Enclosed with walls of living fire
Thou shalt thy Saviour's name declare,
Thy battlements to heaven aspire;
And saved, thou art already there:
Thy gates shall be entitled Praise,
And those who humbly enter in
Proclaim the glory of My grace,
For ever emptied of all sin!