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C. M.


The Latter Day.

Who shall behold the glorious day,

When, throned on Zion’s brow,

The Lord shall rend the veil away

Which hides the nations now!

When earth no more beneath the fear

Of His rebuke shall lie;

When pain shall cease, and every tear

Be wiped from every eye.

Then shall the world no longer mourn

Beneath oppression’s chain;

The days of splendor shall return,

And all be new again.

The fount of life shall then be quaffed

In peace by all who come,

And every wind that blows shall waft

Some long-lost exile home.

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