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On Visiting Fryup, During A Great Revival

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Title:     On Visiting Fryup, During A Great Revival
Author: John Castillo [More Titles by Castillo]

O Fryup! far distant thy fame now extends,
Kind Heav’n doth thy breaches repair;
Thou land of religion, and bibles, and friends,
I rejoice to breathe thy pure air!

Thou land of devotion, and health to the soul,
With pleasure I walk o’er thy plains;
Where Christ to the sick hath oft spoken, “Be whole!”
Where religion, where righteousness reigns!

With earnest desire I’ve long wish’d to see,
The beauties which now I behold;
This visit has proved more refreshing to me,
Than thousands of silver, or gold!

The day spring of glory hath visited thee,
For joy thy inhabitant sings;
The bright Sun of Righteousness riseth on thee,
And healing’s receiv’d from his wings!

His influence too, I have felt in my soul,
With gratitude now I confess;
May all his opposers yield to his control,
And sinners be saved by his grace!

As lights in a land long benighted and dark,
May thy sons and thy daughters arise;
While faith to a flame fans the Heav’nly spark,
And they earnestly press to the skies!

May the husband incessantly plead for the wife,
The wife for her husband contend;
That the favour of God which is better than life,
May on both through the Spirit descend!

May the lover’s petition be heard for the fair,
And the maiden prevail for the youth;
Till all those who for righteousness never did care,
Feel the force of Religion and Truth!

May thy ministers fill’d with the Spirit of God,
As giants prevail o’er their foes;
Their word prove more sharp than a two edged sword,
In defence of their King and his laws!

May thy sinners be sav’d on every hand,
Believers be steadfast and true;—
With sorrow, once more, I now quit thy fair land,
Old Fryup! and bid thee adieu!


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