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HYMN OF THE LAST DAYS

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 1, 1875

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 46, No. 1.

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HYMN OF THE LAST DAYS.

By H. Bonar

Help, mighty God! The strong man bows himself, The good and wise are few, The standard-bearers faint, The enemy prevails. Help, God of might, In this thy church’s night!
Help, mighty God! Evil is now our good, And error is our truth, Darkness is now our light, Iniquity o’erflows. Help, God of might, Defend, defend the right!
Help, mighty God! Men turn their ear away From the great voice divine; And each one seeks his own Dark oracles of lies. Help, God of might, The idols, Lord, affright!
Help, mighty God! Men slight the grace divine, They mock the glorious love; And the great gift of God Is a thing of nought. Help, God of might, The foe arise and smite!
Help, mighty God! The blind now lead the blind, Man has become as God; The tree of knowledge now Bears its last ripest fruit. Help, God of might, For us come forth and fight!
Help, mighty God! The perfect word of Heaven Is as a Sibyl’s scroll; And the great mount of God Is as Dodona’s shrine. Help, God of might, And in the dark give light!
Help, mighty God! The world is waxing gray, And charity grows chill, And faith is at its ebb, And hope is withering! Help, God of might, Appear in glory bright!
—H. Bonar.