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Redemption.—W. B. Tappan.
Hark! 'tis the prophet of the skies
Proclaims redemption near;
The night of death and bondage flies,
The dawning tints appear.
Proclaims redemption near;
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The dawning tints appear.
Zion, from deepest shades of gloom,
Awakes to glorious day;
Her desert wastes with verdure bloom,
Her shadows flee away.
Awakes to glorious day;
Her desert wastes with verdure bloom,
Her shadows flee away.
To heal her wounds, her night dispel,
The heralds cross the main;
On Calvary's awful brow they tell,
That Jesus lives again.
The heralds cross the main;
On Calvary's awful brow they tell,
That Jesus lives again.
From Salem's towers, the Islam sign,
With holy zeal, is hurled:
'Tis there Immanuel's symbols shine,
His banner is unfurled.
With holy zeal, is hurled:
'Tis there Immanuel's symbols shine,
His banner is unfurled.
The gladdening news, conveyed afar,
Remotest nations hear;
To welcome Judah's rising star,
The ransomed tribes appear.
Remotest nations hear;
To welcome Judah's rising star,
The ransomed tribes appear.
Again in Bethlehem swells the song,
The choral breaks again;
While Jordan's shores the strains prolong,
“Good-will, AND PEACE TO MEN!”
The choral breaks again;
While Jordan's shores the strains prolong,
“Good-will, AND PEACE TO MEN!”
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