Watchman, what of the night?@Isaiah 21:11

Caroline D. Howe, in Royal Diadem for the Sunday School, by Robert Lowry & W. Howard Doane (New York: Biglow & Main, 1873), number 149.

W. Howard Doane ( pdf nwc).

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W. Howard Doane (1832-1915)

On the heights why standest thou,
Sentinel, with sleepless brow?
In the service of our Lord,
I am keeping watch and word;
Sleeping never, guarding ever
All the posts of danger near;
Lest our city should be captured,
Lest the enemy appear.

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Tho’ the night be long and weary,
Cheer thee, soldier, yonder distant ray
Shall dispel these war clouds dreary;
Thou shalt soon behold the day!

On the heights what seest thou,
Sentinel, with sleepless brow?
Sin and crime with heedless bound,
Send their forces all around;
Never sleeping, ever keeping,
Faithful guard tho’ foes appall,
Christ Himself our arms will strengthen,
Mighty to encompass all.

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On the heights what hearest thou,
Sentinel, with sleepless brow?
Still the foe in phalanx broad,
Arms himself against the Lord;
Armor glancing, swift advancing,
When we thought salvation near;
Waken soldiers! march to battle,
Christ the Lord is Captain here.

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