One only, of God’s messengers to man, Finish’d the work of grace, which He began; E’en Moses wearied upon Nebo’s height, Though loth to leave the fight With the doom’d foe, and yield the sun-bright land To Joshua’s armèd hand.
And David wrought in turn a strenuous part, Zeal for God’s house consuming him in heart; And yet he might not build, but only bring Gifts for the Heavenly King; And these another rear’d, his peaceful son, Till the full work was done.
List, Christian warrior! thou, whose soul is fain To rid thy Mother of her present chain;— Christ will avenge His Bride; yea, even now Begins the work, and thou Shalt spend in it thy strength, but, ere He save, Thy lot shall be the grave.