86. THE INDIAN PREACHER.(notes)MoheganOccom!—not a chieftain's son,—Yet chieftain's soul hadst thou, for thou didst say,Thy God should have thy toil from day to day,Till heav'nly life and glory thou hadst won.So in thy youth thou didst begin to runThe race of Christian goodness, and to prayIn humble faith and love to God alway,Utt'ring, "thy kingdom come, thy will be done."—To preach the gospel to thy Brethren dearAnd guide their wand'ring steps to heav'n aboveWas e'er thy soul's delight—though work of fear—For close to their's thy heart was knit in love.O blessed sight, if thou at last shalt seeThe ransom'd ones the Lord hath giv'n to thee!
86. THE INDIAN PREACHER.(notes)
MoheganOccom!—not a chieftain's son,—Yet chieftain's soul hadst thou, for thou didst say,Thy God should have thy toil from day to day,Till heav'nly life and glory thou hadst won.So in thy youth thou didst begin to runThe race of Christian goodness, and to prayIn humble faith and love to God alway,Utt'ring, "thy kingdom come, thy will be done."—To preach the gospel to thy Brethren dearAnd guide their wand'ring steps to heav'n aboveWas e'er thy soul's delight—though work of fear—For close to their's thy heart was knit in love.O blessed sight, if thou at last shalt seeThe ransom'd ones the Lord hath giv'n to thee!
MoheganOccom!—not a chieftain's son,—
Yet chieftain's soul hadst thou, for thou didst say,
Thy God should have thy toil from day to day,
Till heav'nly life and glory thou hadst won.
So in thy youth thou didst begin to run
The race of Christian goodness, and to pray
In humble faith and love to God alway,
Utt'ring, "thy kingdom come, thy will be done."—
To preach the gospel to thy Brethren dear
And guide their wand'ring steps to heav'n above
Was e'er thy soul's delight—though work of fear—
For close to their's thy heart was knit in love.
O blessed sight, if thou at last shalt see
The ransom'd ones the Lord hath giv'n to thee!