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NINEVEH.

Rise up, long buried city! rise,
The wondrous tale unfold,
Bring up again before our eyes
The pride and pomp of old.
Throw off the mask that hid thy face,
Throw back the funeral pall;
That by thy grave we may retrace
Thy glory and thy fall.
That in the desert we may hear
Another voice, anew
Proclaim to every careless ear
The Word of God is true!
Like Jonah preach, and from the tomb
Thy voice of warning send;
Tell men that sin is mark'd for doom,
And must in ruin end.
And tell each fearful heart, the Lord
Is true and faithful still,
And will each promise of His word
As righteously fulfil!