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Is not the time come for the Church to be gather'd Into the one Spirit of God?
Baptized by one Spirit, into the one body,
Partaking Christ's flesh and his blood?
They drink in one Spirit, which makes them all see They're one in Christ Jesus, wherever they beThe Jew and the Gentile, the bond and the free.
Then blow ye the trumpet in pure testimony,
O come ye from Babylon, Egypt, and Sodom,
Come, wash all your robes in the blood of the Lamb,
In the pure testimony you will overcome.
The world will not persecute those who are like them,
The pure testimony cries out, "separation,"
Come out from foul spirits and practises too,
The track of your Saviour keep still in your view-The pure testimony will cut the way through.
A battle is coming between the two kingdoms,
The pure testimony and vile persecution
Then gird on your armour, ye saints of the Lord,
The pure testimony will cut like a sword.
The great prince of darkness is must'ring his forces,
By slanders, reproaches, and vile persecution,
Though you have much peace and comfort,
Be as holy and as happy,
And as useful here below,
To the pure celestial sphere;
Sometimes temptations blow
And o'er the sides break in;
But still my little ship outbraves
The blust'ring winds and surging waves.
When I, in my distress,
My anchor, hope, can cast
It holds my vessel fast;
But when a heavenly breeze
My vessel goes with ease
Before the pleasant gale;
And runs as much an hour, or more,
The Bible is my chart,
By it the seas I know;
I cannot with it part,
It rocks and sands doth show;
It is a chart and compass too,
Whose needle points forever true.
When through the voy'ge I get,
To bring me into port;
And, when I land on that blest shore,