174 THE TWO ERAS OF THE LAND. The northern noonday saw the rising war, Amid the oppressor's threats they planted high That banner floats unthreatened to the sky,- They sung the song of liberty again, 'Twas a still louder song than that of yore; It went like thunder-notes o'er hill and plain, It woke the heart of age and heedless youth, you free Hear ye the truth, and hearing it, obey; That light is life and liberty. THE TWO ERAS OF THE LAND. 175 The Free One makes you free; he breaks the rod, Kneeling to Him alone. The Free One makes you free; be slaves to none, The True One gives you truth; a heritage, Round went the message, over rock and plain, Wide o'er the land went forth the new born day, Ages of night have gone. 176 MARTYR'S HYMN. The Christ has come, the breaker of all chains, The giver of the heavenly liberty; Peace, light, and freedom to these hills and plains !— The land, the land is free! MARTYR'S HYMN. "The glory of children are their fathers."-PROV., xvii. 6. THERE was gladness in Zion, her standard was flying There is mourning in Zion, her standard is lying The good have been taken, their place is forsaken; MARTYR'S HYMN. 177 The hue of her waters is crimsoned with slaughters, The blood of the martyrs has reddened the clay; And dark desolation broods over the nation, For the faithful are perished, the good are away! On the mountains of heather they slumber together; On the wastes of the moorland their bodies decay; How sound is their sleeping, how safe is their keeping, Though far from their kindred they moulder away. Their blessing shall hover, their children to cover, |