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RESTORATION OF JERUSALEM.

OH, as I touch the sweet harmonious lyre,
That it would fill me with celestial fire;
As when the minstrel struck the harp of yore,
Elisha the prophetic spirit bore!

Awake, Jehovah's slumb'ring arm, awake!
Of strength omnipotent thy clothing take!
Awake, as in the awful times of old,

Times to their sons our fathers oft have told;
And we to our succeeding sons shall name,
As meritorious of immortal fame.

Art thou not he who humbled Pharaoh's host?
Tyrant and host beneath the waves were lost.
When daring Moses at thy great command,
Led Isr❜el from th' Egyptian's stubborn hand,
Then ev'ry sign declar'd that God was there,
Flam'd in the van, or linger'd in the rear.
When thou didst march, thy presence Nature felt,
Thou mad'st the earth to shake, and hills to melt;
Old Sinai smok'd when thy dread thunders roar'd,
And far aloof the trembling camp ador❜d.
Art thou not he, who crush'd th' Assyrian force,
'Gainst Isr'el oft who bent his eager course,
And who rejoic'd their pleasant seats to waste,
As the fierce eagle flies to eat in haste?
Art thou not be, who made his domes august,
Unseemly ruins, crumbling in the dust;
Leaving to future times almost unknown,
Where stood imperial haughty Babylon?

Thou sitt'st on thine exalted sapphire throne,
Omnipotent, eternal, and alone.

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Line 4. But now bring me a minstrel. And it came to pass when the minstrel played, the hand of the Lord came upon him. 2 Kings, iii. 15.

Line 5. Awake, awake, put on strength, Ó arm of the Lord! awake, as in the ancient days, in the generations of old. Isaiah, ii. 9.

The great Jehovah is of gods the God,
Thy smile is life, and destiny thy nod.

At thy dread footstool should mankind attend,
And in devoutest adoration bend;

Pronounce thy ever-ballow'd name with awe,
Revere thy works, and tremble at thy law.
To thee, O Monarch, infinite, august,
The world is iike the scale's unsolid dust ;
And men like flimsy grasshoppers that play,
When the bright sun emits his orient ray.
Honour and majesty before thee stand,
With truth and beauty in the holy band.
To mercy as to justice thou art prone,
They are the deathless pillars of thy throne.
Like thy great self immortal is thy word,
O true, immutable, and holy Lord!

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And make Jerusalem on earth a praise.

Thy word declares that thou again wilt raise,

The mountains and the hills shall raise their voice,

And all the trees of Lebanon rejoice;

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Th'uplifted seas shall clap their foamy hands,
Loud and responsive to th' exulting lands;
Great Nature's self shall rise to hail the morn,
In which Jerusalem again is born.

Soon the fair house of Isr'el's potent Lord,
Rais'd to that God who is in heav'n ador's,
O'er the high hills shall cast its beamy light,
And charm th' astonish'd uations with its sight.
And in the barren desert shall arise

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An Eden, a delicious paradise;

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Fair as when Nature blossom'd in her youth,

When man was bless'd with innocence and truth.

Of Lebanon the glory it shall bear,

And Carmel's beauties be resplendent there.
Over the droughty surface shall arise,
Perennial springs to captivate the eyes;
Warbling through vales of verdure shall they go,
That both fertility and pleasure know;
Where while the reaper's note symphonious rings,
The big-swoln harvest laughs aloud and sings.

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The flocks shall sport upon fair Sharon's green,
And num'rous herds in Achor's vale be seen.
The tents of Jacob ever shall abide,.
Like pleasant gardens by a river's side;
Like stately spreading cedars shall they stand,
Torn by no wind, and shiver'd by no hand.
Virgin of Isr'el, thou again shalt spread
A crown of glory round thy honour'd head;
With thy fair tabrets be adorn'd again,
And lead the cheerful dances of the plain;
Samaria's mountains shall to thee resign
The juicy produce of the fruitful vine.

Come from the dust where thou forlorn hast lain,
Come, and once more thy potent throne obtain ;
Renew thy faded form's majestic grace,
And light up all the beauties of thy face;
Thy filthy, tatter'd garments throw aside,
And clothe thyself with a becoming pride,
With rich habiliments of fine-wrought gold,
Like the king's daughter glorious to behold.
O Isr❜el, banish ev'ry anxious fear,

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For to thy great Redeemer thou art dear.
He from the east thy seed will now request,
And muster them collected from the west;
He will demand thy children from the north,
And will require the south to lead them forth;
Bring out thy race from each remote abode,
That they may see their Saviour and their God.
He bears fair Justice like a breast-plate spread,
Salvation's glitt'ring helmet on his head;
Adorn'd with Zeal as with a cloak around,
The garments of Revenge his feet surround.
His indignation like a storm will burst
On men, on nations, prophesied accurst;
Like fire that through extensive forests flies,
And fills the husbandman with wild surprise.
For blood when he keen inquisition makes,
The everlasting hills its dread Avenger shakes.
When through the countries he shall march in wrath,
The vulture and the eagle in his path,

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Pursuing still his footsteps where they stood,
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That impious vice brings punishment and woe.
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Would never the rebellious world chastise?
He rises like a lion to the prey,

Or like a bear whose whelps are ta'en away.
The hour of prophecy is now expir'd,

Which ancient seers foretold, by Heav'n inspir'd. 120
Keep silence, Earth, when thy dread God is near,
Be mute, be hush'd, in trembling and in fear.
Now let the great recorded signal go,

The trumpet, consecrated trumpet blow.

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And like the sun when rising in his might.
Captives of hope, behold the day is come!
The white-wing'd day that leads you to your home!
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To him your fathers lov'd, your rock, your strength.
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And double portions of his grace partake.
He shows in alter'd Ephr'im new delight,
And arms again brave Judah for the fight.
(When Judah rises, who shall dare engage
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Bright at their head shall march the living Lord,
And like the lightning wield his beamy sword;
The trump himself the Lord of Hosts shall blow,
And in fierce whirlwinds of the south shall
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Th' almighty God his children shall defend,
And in the uproar of the war befriend.
They shall exult like men made glad with wine,
And like the corners of the altar shine;
Each shall be like a polish'd costly gem,
That forms the brilliance of a diadem;
And like an ensign on the favour'd land,
Effulgent and respected long shall stand.

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Then they shall mourn, as once they mourn'd before, For good Josiah, in the days of yore; Who fell by Necho's host, untimely slain, Through giddy valour, in Megiddo's plain. Yet as he lov'd his country and his God, And bore with equal hand th' imperial rod, Like David his great ancestor was brave, A rash, but gen'rous action they forgave, Jerusalem with Judah join'd to show, Becoming tokens of a public woe; Isr'el's fair daughters left their cheerful lyres, And only sung what heartfelt grief inspires : They pour'd their melancholy strains of verse, Slowly attendant on the royal hearse; While Jeremiah was conspicuous seen, To grace and sanctify the solemn scene; Great Jeremiah, who declar'd his word, ́e The lov'd anointed prophet of the Lord. Then they shall mourn, as one his son will mourn, An only son, from his embraces torn; Who daily in bis features lov'd to trace o His mother's virtue, and his mother's grace, The blended lineaments, which strongly move A husband's confidence, and father's love. Thus shall they mourn with undissembling beart, Each family, and all its wives, apart:

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