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<p>New page: =Lyrics= *Copyright: <a href="/Public_Domain" title="Public Domain">Public Domain</a> ==Lyrics from <a href="/A_Collection_of_Sacred_Hymns,_for_the_Church_of_Jesus_Christ_of_Latter_Day_Saints,_1841" title="A Collection of Sacred Hymns, for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, 1841">A Collection of Sacred Hymns, for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, 1841</a>== &lt;pre&gt;Hymn 284 8 7 8 7 8 7 1. Hail the day...</p> <p><b>New page</b></p><div>=Lyrics=<br /> *Copyright: [[Public Domain]]<br /> ==Lyrics from [[A Collection of Sacred Hymns, for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, 1841]]==<br /> &lt;pre&gt;Hymn 284<br /> 8 7 8 7 8 7<br /> 1. Hail the day so long expected,<br /> Hail the year of full release,<br /> Zion's walls are now erected,<br /> And the watchmen live in peace<br /> From the distant courts of Zion,<br /> The shrill trumpet loudly roars.<br /> <br /> Chorus.<br /> Babylon is fallen, is fallen, is fallen,<br /> Babylon is fallen, to rise no more.<br /> <br /> 2. Hark, and hear the people crying,<br /> See the city disappears;<br /> Trade and traffic all are dying,<br /> Lo! they sink to rise no more!<br /> Merchants who have bought her traffic,<br /> Crying from a distant shore.<br /> <br /> 3. All her merchants cry with wonder,<br /> What is this that comes to pass?<br /> Murmuring like some distant thunder;<br /> Crying, O! alas, alas!<br /> Swell the sound, ye kings and nobles,<br /> Priests and people, rich and poor—<br /> <br /> 4. Lo, the captives are returning,<br /> Up to Zion see them fly;<br /> While the heavenly host rejoices,<br /> Shout them welcome through the sky<br /> See the ancients of the city,<br /> Terrified at the uproar—<br /> <br /> 5. Tune your harps, ye Heavenly choir,<br /> Shout, ye followers of the Lamb:<br /> See the city all on fire,<br /> Clap your hands, and blow the flame.<br /> Now's the day of compensation,<br /> Hope of mercy now is o'er.&lt;/pre&gt;<br /> <br /> [[category:Hymns]]<br /> [[category:Public Domain]]<br /> [[category:Public Domain Hymns]]<br /> [[category:Public Domain Lyrics]]<br /> [[category:Lyrics]]<br /> [[category:English Lyrics]]<br /> [[category:American English Lyrics]]<br /> [[category:8 7 8 7 8 7]]</div>

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