| Show for the news A SONG FR FOE THE SAINTS BY BERNARD SNOW I 1 dwell mid the mountains mong imong the homes of the brave whore to conqer all that would enslave and A nd ride oer opposition 2 by the devil designe to disrobe them of faith and to darken their mind I 1 dwell mid the mountains I 1 where the voice 0 of our lord Is heard beard through his prophet now revealing his word to 11 guide us in wisdom through our lifes way A bright crown to win us that will not fade away 1 1 I 1 dwell mid the mountains where the people are free to worship jehovah which is true liberty where foul persecution and the bigots blind rage has no power in murder its dotries to engage I 1 dwell mid the mounts mountains where is heard holy praise not only on sunday but on all other days they fold not religion like a garment aside or make it a hobby 0 on n the sabbath to stride I 1 dwell mid the mourns mountains t where the priesthood has neath the blessing of god to cheer lifes darkest hour where saints dwell in m peace though surrounded hy by red men 1 here in the mount mountains ains where their father has led them I 1 dwell mid the mountains far away from those dear by kindred connection Lyet yet I 1 shed not a tear oer my own happy lot hut but for them I 1 must fear and pray that the gospel may soon gather them here dec 1852 copyright secured Se curea |
