Hymnal: The Sacred Melodeon
Date: 1848
Compiler: A S Hayden
Publisher/Printer: A S Hayden
First Line: Well may thy servants mourn my God
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: 8s and 7s
Tune: The Church's Desolation
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 260, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsWell may thy servants mourn, my God,
The church's desolation;
The state of Zion calls aloud
For grief and lamentation;
Once she was all alive to thee,
And thousands were converted;
But now a sad reverse we see,
Her glory is departed.
Her pastors love to live at ease;
They covet wealth and honour;
And while they seek such things as these,
They bring reproach upon her.
Such worthless objects they pursue,
Warmly and undiverted,
The church they lead and ruin, too -
Her glory is departed.
Her private members walk no more
As Jesus Christ has taught them:
Riches and fashion they adore -
With these the world has bought them.
The Christian name they still retain,
Absurdly and false-hearted;
And while they in the church remain,
Her glory is departed.
And has religion left the church,
Without a trace behind her?
Where shall I go, where shall I search,
That I once more may find her?
Adieu! Ye proud, ye light and gay!
I'll seek the broken-hearted,
Who weep, when they of Zion say,
Her glory is departed.
Some few, like good Elijah stand,
While thousands have revolted;
In earnest for the heavenly land,
They never yet have halted.
With such, religion doth remain,
For they are not perverted;
Oh! may they all through them regain
The glory that's departed.