36. The Watchman
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| (A Song.) |
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FAINT not, and fret not, for threaten'd woe, |
| Watchman on Truth's grey height! |
| Few though the faithful, and fierce though the foe, |
| Weakness is aye Heaven's might. |
Infidel Ammon and niggard Tyre, |
| Ill-fitted pair, unite; |
| Some work for love, and some work for hire, |
| But weakness shall be Heaven's might. |
Eli's feebleness, Saul's black wrath, |
| May aid Ahithophel's spite; |
| And prayers from Gerizim, and curses from Gath— |
| Our weakness shall prove Heaven's might. {81} |
Quail not, and quake not, thou Warder bold, |
| Be there no friend in sight; |
| Turn thee to question the days of old, |
| When weakness was aye Heaven's might. |
Moses was one, but he stay'd the sin |
| Of the host, in the Presence bright; |
| And Elias scorn'd the Carmel din, |
| When Baal would match Heaven's might. |
Time's years are many, Eternity one, |
| And one is the Infinite; |
| The chosen are few, few the deeds well done, |
| For scantness is still Heaven's might. |
At Sea.
December 12, 1832. |