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Poem
August 17, 1832
Staunton Spectator
Staunton, Virginia
What is this article about?
A hymn from the Petersburg Times praying for God's mercy to spare America from the cholera scourge, asking to cleanse the air of poison and shield the people, while submitting to divine will.
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From the Petersburg Times.
HYMN.
ON ACCOUNT OF THE CHOLERA.
Spare Mighty God, in mercy spare,
The creatures of thy sovereign will,
Sweep Nature's poison from the air,
And say in pity—"Peace! be still."
Mid gloomy fears from day to day
Thy creatures live, Eternal King,
Oh chase their gloomy thoughts away
And shield them with thy mighty wing.
Let not the scourge of Asia sweep
O'er fair Columbia's wide domain,
But lull the poisonous blast to sleep
Or waste it on the western main.
Hear us thy Guilty creatures, God!
Let mercy be thy motto still,
But if we need thy chastening rod
Fit us! Oh fit us! for thy will.
Thus shall the sons of Earth rejoice
By land and flood, with one accord:
And every heart and every voice
Shall sing the goodness of the Lord.
HYMN.
ON ACCOUNT OF THE CHOLERA.
Spare Mighty God, in mercy spare,
The creatures of thy sovereign will,
Sweep Nature's poison from the air,
And say in pity—"Peace! be still."
Mid gloomy fears from day to day
Thy creatures live, Eternal King,
Oh chase their gloomy thoughts away
And shield them with thy mighty wing.
Let not the scourge of Asia sweep
O'er fair Columbia's wide domain,
But lull the poisonous blast to sleep
Or waste it on the western main.
Hear us thy Guilty creatures, God!
Let mercy be thy motto still,
But if we need thy chastening rod
Fit us! Oh fit us! for thy will.
Thus shall the sons of Earth rejoice
By land and flood, with one accord:
And every heart and every voice
Shall sing the goodness of the Lord.
What sub-type of article is it?
Hymn
What themes does it cover?
Religious Faith
What keywords are associated?
Hymn Cholera
Prayer Mercy
God Protection
Asia Scourge
Columbia Domain
Poem Details
Title
Hymn On Account Of The Cholera
Subject
On Account Of The Cholera
Key Lines
Spare Mighty God, In Mercy Spare,
The Creatures Of Thy Sovereign Will,
Sweep Nature's Poison From The Air,
And Say In Pity—"Peace! Be Still."
Let Not The Scourge Of Asia Sweep
O'er Fair Columbia's Wide Domain,