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Essay

Southern Harmony no. 255

First Line:	See how the wicked kingdom
Composer:	A. C. Clark
Source:	Baptist Harmony, 455
Meter:	7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
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1. See how the wicked kingdom
   Is falling every day,
   And still our blessed Jesus
   Is winning souls away;
   But O how I am tempted,
   No mortal tongue can tell,
   So often I'm surrounded
   With enemies from hell.

2. With weeping and with praying,
   My Jesus I have found,
   To crucify old nature,
   And make his grace abound.
   Dear children, don't be weary,
   But march on in the way;
   For Jesus will stand by you,
   And be your guard and stay.

3. If sinners will serve Satan,
   And join with one accord,
   Dear brethren, as for my part,
   I'm bound to serve the Lord;
   And if you will go with me,
   Pray give to me your hand,
   And we'll march on together,
   Unto the promised land.

4. Through troubles and distresses,
   We'll make our way to God;
   Though earth and hell oppose us,
   We'll keep the heavenly road.
   Our Jesus went before us,
   And many sorrows bore,
   And we who follow after,
   Can never meet with more.

5. Thou dear to me, my brethren,
   Each one of you I find.
   My duty now compels me
   To leave you all behind;
   But while the parting grieves us,
   I humbly ask your prayers,
   To bear me up in trouble,
   And conquer all my fears.

6. And now, my loving brothers,
   I bid you all farewell!
   With you my loving sisters,
   I can no longer dwell.
   Farewell to every mourner!
   I hope the Lord you'll find,
   To ease you of your burden,
   And give you peace of mind.

7. Farewell, poor careless sinners!
   I love you dearly well;
   I've labored much to bring you
   With Jesus Christ to dwell,
   I now am bound to leave you--
   O tell me, will you go?
   But if you won't decide it,
   I'll bid you all adieu!

8. We'll bid farewell to sorrow,
   To sickness, care, and pain,
   And mount aloft with Jesus
   For evermore to reign;
   We'll join to sing his praises
   Above the ethereal blue,
   And then, poor careless sinners
   What will become of you?
  

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