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1464.

[Ye angels, put the sickle in]

Put ye in the sickle, for the harvest is ripe, &c. —iii. 13.

Ye angels, put the sickle in,
The world is now mature in sin,
The press is full, the fats o'erflow:
The Lord's decisive day is near,
And countless multitudes appear
Before His judgment-seat below:
The sun shall set in endless night,
The moon and stars withdraw their light,
The shatter'd earth's foundation groan,
The ruin'd heavens His wrath shall feel,
And nature's last convulsions tell
That Israel's Strength remains alone!