Hymn. (SUNG IN THE MISSION CHURCH, DUBLIN.) Darkness flies at His command. While the foe becomes more daring, While he enters like a flood, God the Saviour is preparing Means to spread His truth abroad: Soon shall tell the love of God. Oh! 'tis pleasant, 'tis reviving Who in death and darkness lay. Babylon's proud walls are falling, All her wise men are perplex'd; 'Tis in vain we hear them calling On their gods; her cup is mix'd: She must drink it, God Himself her doom has fix'd. 'Tis a time of expectation, Awful signs are seen around; Nation rising against nation; Kingdoms falling to the ground : Ancient kingdoms Perish, and no more are found. God of Jacob, high and glorious, Perish, Lord, at Thy command. |