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Hymn 217
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1. Adieu to the city, where long I have wandered,
To tell them of judgements and warn them to flee;
How often in sorrow, their woes I have pondered,
Perhaps in affliction, they'll think upon me.
2. With a tear of compassion, in silence retiring,
The last ray of hope for your safety expiring;
A feeling of pity this bosom inspiring -
Sing this lamentation and think upon me.
3. How often at evening your halls have resounded
With th' pure testimony of Jesus, so free;
While the meek were rejoicing, the proud were confounded,
The poor had the gospel; - they'll think upon me.
4. When Empires shall tremble at Israel returning,
And earth shall be cleansed by the Spirit of burning;
When proud men shall perish, and Priests with their learning, -
Sing this lamentation, and think upon me.
5. When the Union is severed, and liberty's blessings
Withheld from the sons of Columbia, once free;
When bloodshed and war, and famine distress them,
Remember the warning, and think upon me.
6. When this mighty city shall crumble to ruin,
And sink as a millstone, the merchants undoing;
The ransomed, the highway of Zion pursuing, -
Sing this lamentation, and think upon me.
