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Seventh-day Adventist Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Mar 8, 1883

NEHEMIAH.

By Julia L. Colegrove

By JULIA L. COLEGROVE.

I MET my brethren of Judah, And eagerly asked of them Concerning the suff'ring remnant, Concerning Jerusalem.

They told me of great affliction, Of the people suffering shame, Of the broken walls of the city, The city of glorious fame.

My soul then was filled with darkness, And my heart with sorrow turned To the wasted groves of my fathers, In the city whose gates were burned.

I sat down and wept with mourning; I fasted for days with grief; I prayed to the God of Heaven To bring to my people relief.

I said, O Lord, I beseech thee! Thou God of compassion above, Keeping mercy and truth for thousands Who all thy commandments love.

For the children of Israel, thy servants, I pray to thee day and night, Confessing the sins of thy people; For our fathers have sinned in thy sight.

In the power with which thou'st redeemed us, For thy truth and mercy's sake, Attend, attend I beseech thee, To the prayer I in penitence make.

The God who through the great waters Led his people, has heard us at length, Our walls and our city are builded, The joy of the Lord is our strength.

If the voice of a captive of Judah Is heard by Jehovah Most High, He will hear through all coming ages, The penitent suppliant's cry.

Prescott, Arkansas.