Once more! Our God, vouchsafe to Shine
Samuel Sewall
Once more! Our God,
vouchsafe to Shine:
Tame Thou the Rigour
of our Clime.
Make haste with thy Impartial
Light,
And terminate this
long dark Night.
Let the transplanted
English Vine
Spread further still:
still call in Thine:
Prune it with Skill:
for yield it can
More Fruit to Thee the
Husbandman.
Give the poor Indians
Eyes to see
The Light of Life: and
set them free;
That they Religion
may profess,
Denying all
Ungodliness.
From hard’ned Jews
the Vail remove;
Let them their Martyr’d
Jesus love;
And Homage unto Him
afford,
Because He is their
Rightfull Lord.
So false Religion
shall decay,
And Darkness fly
before bright Day:
So Men shall God in
Christ adore;
And worship Idols
vain, no more.
So Asia, and Africa,
Europa with America;
All Four, in Consort
join’d, shall Sing
New Songs of Praise
to Christ our King.
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