THE THREE MESSAGES by Sarah A. Hallock

Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jan 14, 1858

THE THREE MESSAGES.

By Sarah A. Hallock

Once, twice, yea thrice, our God hath spoken, That God whose word can ne'er be broken; He speaketh once, again, again He speaketh, shall it be in vain?

An angel came from realms of light, To this dark earth, he winged his flight; Thro' every land in haste he flew, The nations heard his message too; 'Twas this, loud uttered from on high: "Fear God, the judgment hour is nigh."

Quick another angel follows, With a solemn voice he cries, "Babylon the great, is fallen, Never more will she arise. With iniquity she hath filled her cup, And the nations eagerly drank it up; Her plagues shall come in a single day, And her glory shall utterly fade away."

And the third angel followed them, In warning tones he speaks to men; All he has met has he besought, Image or beast to worship not; If any do, they have his word, On them shall wrath unmixed be poured; And God in indignation dire, Shall give them to consuming fire.

O hour of fate! O day of dread! No mercy then, but wrath instead Will fall upon a guilty world, From pride to swift destruction hurled. Lord, keep us from the tempter's power, And save us in that dreadful hour.

SARAH A. HALLOCK. Ulysses, Penn.