A47611:2639
Spiritual melody
Spiritual melody, containing near three hundred sacred hymns. By Benjamin Keach, author of Trhopolgia, pastor of the Church of Christ meeting on Horsly-down, Southwark
London: printed for John Hancock, 1691
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
6 Not light nor dark, this is the hour, It's neither night nor day; 'Tis, 'tis the time of thy dread power, O haste and come away.
7 The whole Creation sadly groans, And utters its last cries; Poor Zion vents her piteous moans, Whilst Tears fill each Saints Eyes.
7 The whole Creation sadly groans, And utters its last cryes; Poor Sion vents her piteous moans, VVhilst Tears fill each Saints Eyes.
8 O come, blessed One, make no delay, The Wicked do thee dare; Come holy Jesus, come away! Thine Arrows do not spare.
8 O come, bless'd One, make no delay, The VVicked do thee dare; Come holy Jesus, come away! Thine Arrows do not spare.
9 Shall Heaven give the longed for Call, That Earth beneath may quake, That Romes high Towers down may fall Now the dead Bones do shake.