Elias: An Epic of the AgesWhitney, Orson F. (Orson Ferguson)
Religion
Elias: An Epic of the Ages
Whitney, Orson F. (Orson Ferguson)
Latter Day Saint churches -- Poetry; Latter Day Saints -- Poetry
"Bide mountain-walled, my people! stalwart, strong,
Till poureth down from hallowed founts on high,
The might that doth to righteousness belong,
The might of faith, the power of purity--
Despair and terror to iniquity.
Then, Ephra-Judah, who the hand shall bind
That clears thy path before thee? Foes shall fly 4050
As driven dust, as ashes in the wind;
The crouching Lion springs, and He the prey shall find.
"And by that power[19] shall Zion be redeemed,
Yea, with a mighty hand, an out-stretched arm,
With marvels, miracles, ne'er done nor dreamed
Since wonder oped her eyes. The world's alarm
Shall surge, an angry sea; but fear nor harm
Can hover near the conquering host of God.
'Gainst Lucifer's shall Michael's legions form,
Besoming the chosen soil with chastening rod, 4060
Till sainted towers arise on Eden's ancient sod.
"The place appointed. Naught else is designed;
Naught else can heaven accept. Put forth the hand,
Plant stakes of Zion, tight her cords to bind,
Where'er ye move, O fated pilgrim band!
But bring forth Zion's self on Zion's land[20];
The consecrated soil, whereon ye stood
With me, of late, loyal while treason fanned
The flame still thirsting for a martyr's blood.
There build, in time to be, a city unto God. 4070
"Nor there alone; for all is Zion's land,
North unto South, East unto Western wave,
Far as the hemisphere's wide wings expand,
She sits, a sovereign queen, ice-crowned, to lave
Her glowing hands in tropic tides, while brave
Her snowy feet in faith the southern sea.
Arm patient, slow to smite, yet swift to save,
A friend to right, a foe to tyranny.
And there be living now who then shall live and see.
"While here the glory of the Common Good[21], 4080
Shadowed and symboled by a patriot band,
Whose triumph wrought for human brotherhood,
Extending that high cause from strand to strand,
Shall bring deliverance unto every land.
But anarchy would foil the lofty aim,
The peace, the union, by Jehovah planned;
Wherefore 'tis doomed to failure and to shame,
With all unrighteous rule, whate'er its place or name.
"The sceptered harlot,[22] throned on human seas,
Chief link of Satan's world-encircling chain; 4090
The secret craft and crime--iniquities
Whereby the Wicked One extends his reign;
All these must perish from the Lord's domain,
Nor aught of guile be found His Kingdom through.
Truth's sun hath risen--all lesser lights must wane;
And wrong and false that masks as right and true,
Shall feel the scourge of flame that Sodom's sin o'erthrew.
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