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Poem
May 5, 1830
Morning Star
Limerick, York County, Maine
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A religious poem celebrating the marriage of the Lamb from Revelation XIX, depicting the heavenly host's praise and the Church as the Bride's earthly trials and triumphant preparation in white robes of righteousness.
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POETRY.
From the Connecticut Courant.
THE MARRIAGE OF THE LAMB.
REVELATION XIX.
I heard a voice from heaven-
A voice as of a countless multitude
In general shout uplifted- as the sound
Of many rushing waters-like the burst,
Loud, deep, sublime, of mighty thunderings,
Yet sweet, harmonious- 'Twas the heavenly host,
Seraph and cherub, thrones, dominions, pow'rs,
Angel, archangel, and redeemed saint,
In one united, lofty song of praise
And adoration, joining harp and voice!
Sun, moon, and stars, throughout your shining paths
Thou Earth, thou Sea, ye Heavens, His creatures all.
Sing Alleluia! for the Lord your God.
Lord God Omnipotent for ever reigns!
Rejoice! be glad! give honor to His name!
The day hath come, the long-appointed day,
The marriage of the Lamb! And, lo! the Bride,
In linen, fine and white, and clean, array'd,
The bright, unspotted robes of righteousness,
Hath made her ready?
Once on earth she dwelt,
A pilgrim wand'rer, o'er its cheerless wastes,
Seeking a distant, but far better land-
Beset with many tribulations, weak
And faint, the long and dreary way she trod,
With load of sorrow, pain, affliction, bent
Down to the ground she water'd with her tears
By sin, temptation oft encompass'd round,
And oft well-nigh o'ercome-pursued with hate
And malice-persecuted, driv'n afar,
Uplifted and forlorn, through deserts wild,
Where snares and gins beguil'd her weary feet—
Wounded and bleeding underneath the scourge
Of Envy, Scorn, and diabolic Rage!
Yet, she press'd on-the high, the glorious prize,
The crown of Life eternal, by her Lord
Long promis'd to the soul that overcame,
Beaming have before her.—Onward still she press'd,
Relying on His word whose name is Truth,
For strength to conquer, and for grace to save--
Spouse of the Lamb, who suffer'd bled, and died
And rose again, who now was thron'd above
In mansions heav'nly for herself prepared-
She knew His love; and trusting in that love
That Sin and Death, and Hell had overthrown;-
A conqueror, yea, more than conqueror
Became! His blood her robes of sin hath cleans'd-
Her tears his hand for ever wip'd away—
And now-(great consummation of His plan,
Who made-condemn'd-who pitied-pardon'd--saved,)-
She cometh home, the Church redeem'd. the Bride.
D.
From the Connecticut Courant.
THE MARRIAGE OF THE LAMB.
REVELATION XIX.
I heard a voice from heaven-
A voice as of a countless multitude
In general shout uplifted- as the sound
Of many rushing waters-like the burst,
Loud, deep, sublime, of mighty thunderings,
Yet sweet, harmonious- 'Twas the heavenly host,
Seraph and cherub, thrones, dominions, pow'rs,
Angel, archangel, and redeemed saint,
In one united, lofty song of praise
And adoration, joining harp and voice!
Sun, moon, and stars, throughout your shining paths
Thou Earth, thou Sea, ye Heavens, His creatures all.
Sing Alleluia! for the Lord your God.
Lord God Omnipotent for ever reigns!
Rejoice! be glad! give honor to His name!
The day hath come, the long-appointed day,
The marriage of the Lamb! And, lo! the Bride,
In linen, fine and white, and clean, array'd,
The bright, unspotted robes of righteousness,
Hath made her ready?
Once on earth she dwelt,
A pilgrim wand'rer, o'er its cheerless wastes,
Seeking a distant, but far better land-
Beset with many tribulations, weak
And faint, the long and dreary way she trod,
With load of sorrow, pain, affliction, bent
Down to the ground she water'd with her tears
By sin, temptation oft encompass'd round,
And oft well-nigh o'ercome-pursued with hate
And malice-persecuted, driv'n afar,
Uplifted and forlorn, through deserts wild,
Where snares and gins beguil'd her weary feet—
Wounded and bleeding underneath the scourge
Of Envy, Scorn, and diabolic Rage!
Yet, she press'd on-the high, the glorious prize,
The crown of Life eternal, by her Lord
Long promis'd to the soul that overcame,
Beaming have before her.—Onward still she press'd,
Relying on His word whose name is Truth,
For strength to conquer, and for grace to save--
Spouse of the Lamb, who suffer'd bled, and died
And rose again, who now was thron'd above
In mansions heav'nly for herself prepared-
She knew His love; and trusting in that love
That Sin and Death, and Hell had overthrown;-
A conqueror, yea, more than conqueror
Became! His blood her robes of sin hath cleans'd-
Her tears his hand for ever wip'd away—
And now-(great consummation of His plan,
Who made-condemn'd-who pitied-pardon'd--saved,)-
She cometh home, the Church redeem'd. the Bride.
D.
What sub-type of article is it?
Hymn
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Religious Faith
Marriage Celebration
What keywords are associated?
Marriage Of The Lamb
Revelation Xix
Heavenly Host
Church Bride
Robes Of Righteousness
Alleluia Praise
What entities or persons were involved?
D.
Poem Details
Title
The Marriage Of The Lamb.
Author
D.
Subject
Revelation Xix
Key Lines
I Heard A Voice From Heaven
A Voice As Of A Countless Multitude
In General Shout Uplifted As The Sound
Of Many Rushing Waters Like The Burst,
Loud, Deep, Sublime, Of Mighty Thunderings,
The Marriage Of The Lamb! And, Lo! The Bride,
In Linen, Fine And White, And Clean, Array'd,
The Bright, Unspotted Robes Of Righteousness,
Hath Made Her Ready?
She Cometh Home, The Church Redeem'd. The Bride.