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THE COMING OF THE KING.
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The Coming of the King.

O God! Dost Thou not hear the bitter wailing
Ascending from the Earth unto Thy Throne?
Are human tears and prayers so unavailing
That Heaven heareth not our sobbing moan?

“As a shepherd feeds his flock,” so it is written,
Lord, we believe, even as Thou hast said,
Yet see, God! By Famine’s gaunt hand smitten
Thy children faint and die, They have no bread.

Thou hast endowed the Earth with goodly treasure
That each may have a portion, fair and just,
And bade Thy stewards give with flowing measure,
Yet see, Lord, how they abuse Thy Trust.

Hearken, God! King, in justice hearken!
Earth’s toiling millions moan in agony.
How long, dear God, must man’s oppression darken
The lives of those who put their trust in Thee?

O Angel host, whose songs are ever ringing
Around Jehovah’s Throne, so sweet and clear,
For one brief moment cease, O cease thy singing,
And let Earth’s bitter wailing reach His ear.