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Does it not grief, and wonder move,
To think of Israel’s shameful fall?
Who needed miracles to prove
Whether the LORD was GOD, or Baal!
Methinks I see Elijah stand,
His features glow with love and zeal,
In faith and prayer he lifts his hand,
And makes to heav’n his great appeal,
“O God! if I thy servant am,
If ’tis thy message fills my heart;
Now glorify thy holy name,
And show this people who thou art!”
He spake, and lo! a sudden flame
Consumed the wood, the dust, the stone;
The people struck, at once proclaim
“The LORD is GOD, the LORD alone.”
Like him we mourn an aweful day,
When more for Baal, than GOD appear;
Like him, believers, let us pray,
And may the GOD of Israel hear!
Lord, if thy servant speaks thy truth,
If he indeed is sent by thee;
Confirm the word to all our youth,
And let them thy salvation see.
Now may thy Spirit’s holy fire
Pierce every heart that hears thy word;
Consume each hurtful vain desire,
And make them know thou art the Lord.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1 Ki 18;
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