Identifier: birthofreformati00byer (find matches)
Title: Birth of a reformation; or, The life and labors of Daniel S. Warner
Year: 1921 (1920s)
Authors: Byers, Andrew L., 1869- (from old catalog)
Subjects: Warner, D. S. (Daniel Sidney), 1842-1895 Church of God (Anderson, Ind.)
Publisher: Anderson, Ind., Los Angeles, Cal. (etc.) Gospel trumpet company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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424 BIRTH OF A REFORMATION

Lo, they are gone; that armored host
Whose feet have daily pressed
These grounds have fled their several ways,
And all is hushed to rest.
But hark! the leaves upon the trees
In echoes lisp their song,
And on the wings of every breeze
Salvation floats along

Oh, sacred ground! oh, honored site!
Behold, Jehovah's feet
Have stood among us here, and light
Eternal, pure, and sweet
Has glittered from his sword of truth,
And from his awful eyes
Two fiery streams have issued forth,
Revealing sin's disguise.
No battle-field where armies stood
In rank, with musketry,
And garments dyed in human blood,
Achieved such victory,
Or turned a scale of destiny
Of such momentous weight,
Or ever reared a monument
Of liberty so great

Not with the cannon's roar of death
Nor din of battle wild,
But by the burning fuel of fire
Salvation won the field.
'Twas not a crown of earthly state,
Nor freedoms empty boast,
But souls upon an awful brink
Called forth this mighty host.
The thrones of earth must crumble down,
All nations fade away;
Dotaiinions of antiquity
Can not abide for aye:
But spirits captured here from sin,
And marshalled with the free,
Shall live and reign and sing and shine
Through all eternity.
But they are gone, those heralds strong,
Who stand within the sun,
And all that army dressed in white
To other fields have run:
And from this holy battle-field
New waves of glory roll,
And these, in turn, will others wake,
To spread from pole to! pole.
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