Show TO THE SAINTS IN THE VALLEYS OF THE MOUNTAINS BT V RAtS BITT I 1 I 1 hark to that voice of waning tone i I 1 which sweeps the rho billowy breast and like the light from zone to zone it hails though distant still the west I 1 1 with purport deep its accents shrill 01 betray the source from whence it floria 1 no mountains dale or swelling it aw S ro 0 o summers hear heal or a A barrier ar are e but onwards ard on I 1 untiring I 1 earnest air till till to fair valleys comes its plaint renewed then silent dies help help oh help we weary are anda and t rants crush us to the tha earth till but for one bright glowing star tar our hearts might wish wa we neer hied hid birth from early dawn till oer the skies nights nighos sabre mantle is unfurled 17 vve e struggling toll toil in hopes to rica ris above atia cruel heartless world we praise out our god and still we must for wisdom light and truth divine and with his servants share our crust or shed our oar blood as crimson wine I 1 prom from factory workshop mine and plough Our myriad voices chime as one unto us deliverance now may be secured the victory won I 1 and oh that those with whom weve welve toiled and drank the selfsame bitter cup would lend a handi band our toes loes then foiled the mourner slave be lifted up we lova oar prophet know tiia hiti will we love our god and trust his word and union is our motto still tins this once complete completa our prayer is hea d I 1 I 1 and soon in in zion we shall stand I 1 and promised blessings share A grateful peaceful laboring band that we a crown inget awin win and wear then help help help the suffering poor in every land the wide w ide world oer your just reward is firm and sure where tyrants rule is known no more G 8 L city jan 22 1855 |