Hymn 4. L. M.
WORDS BY MRS. CHAPMAN.
MUSIC FROM "BOSTON ACADEMY."
1. Hark! Hark! it is the trumpet call,
Rise in the name of God Most High
On ready hearts the accents fall,
And firm and full they make reply;
2. The hour hath come to do and dare,
Bound with the bondmen now are we
We'll pour aloft the mighty prayer,
We'll bend in God's own house the knee.
3. Stream forth from all your mountains green,
Pour like a flood from ev'ry height
With kindling hearts and voices keen,
Swell high the song of truth and right.
4. A mighty sound the region fills,
A voice from all our fathers' grave
It comes from all these thousand hills,
‘Woe to the land of human slaves.’