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The Cry of Macedonia
November, 1903.
Once to the East did Macedonia call,
And Christ's brave servant, resting by the shore
Of Troas, heard the piteous cry, “Come o'er
And help us!” rose and came: the isles and all
Dark Europe blessed th' obedience of Saint Paul,
Learning the Love within his gospel lore;
Now, westward turned, we hear her voice implore
The Christ to help her from her piteous thrall.
And Christ's brave servant, resting by the shore
Of Troas, heard the piteous cry, “Come o'er
And help us!” rose and came: the isles and all
Dark Europe blessed th' obedience of Saint Paul,
Learning the Love within his gospel lore;
Now, westward turned, we hear her voice implore
The Christ to help her from her piteous thrall.
Britain! by all the debt of grace we owe
To that first bringer of all gospel good,
Shall we not rise to succour the opprest?
Not dare for Christ's poor flock to strike one blow?
Give back the gifts of Freedom, Peace and Rest,
And prove the might of Christian brotherhood?
To that first bringer of all gospel good,
Shall we not rise to succour the opprest?
Not dare for Christ's poor flock to strike one blow?
Give back the gifts of Freedom, Peace and Rest,
And prove the might of Christian brotherhood?
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