86. Wake, Isles of the South! your redemption is near

1.
Wake, Isles of the South! your redemption is near,
No longer repose in the borders of gloom;
The strength of his chosen in love shall appear,
And light shall arise on the verge of the tomb,
(Repeat previous line).

2.
The billows that girt you, the wild waves that roar,
The zephyrs that play where the ocean storms cease,
Shall bear the rich freight to your desolate shore,
Shall waft the glad tidings of pardon and peace.
(Repeat previous line).

3.
On the islands that sit in the regions of night,
The lands of despair, to oblivion a prey,
The morning will open with healing and light,
The glad Star of Bethlehem brighten to day.
(Repeat previous line).

4.
The altar and idol in dust overthrown,
The incense forbade that was hallowed with blood;
The priest of Melchizedek there shall atone,
And the shrine of Atol be sacred to God.

5.
The heathen will hasten to welcome the time,
The day spring, the prophet in vision once saw,
When the beams of Messiah will 'lumine each clime,
And the isles of the ocean shall wait for his law.

Text Information
First Line: Wake, Isles of the South! your redemption is near
Title: Wake, Isles of the South! your redemption is near
Publication Date: 1854
Meter: 11s
Language: English
Tune Information
Name: ISLES OF THE SOUTH
Composer: Wm. Houser
Meter: 11s



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