LYRICS
| Meter: | 11 11 11 11 extended
| Writer(s): | William Bingham Tappan
| Transl/Adapt: |
| Dates: | 1822
| Bible Refs: | Is 42:4
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MUSIC
| Name: | ISLES OF THE SOUTH
| | Meter: | 11 11 11 11 11
| Writer(s): | William Clarke Hauser
| Dates: | 1848
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| 1. Wake, isles of the South!
Your redemption is near,
No longer repose
in the borders of gloom;
The strength of His chosen
in love shall appear,
|:And light shall arise
on the verge of the tomb.:|
2. The billows that girt you,
the wild waves that roar,
The zephyrs that play
where the ocean storms cease,
Shall bear the rich freight
to your desolate shore,
|:Shall waft the glad tidings
of pardon and peace.:|
3. On the islands that sit
in the regions of night,
The lands of despair,
to oblivion a prey,
The morning will open
with healing and light,
|:The glad star of Bethlehem
brighten today.:|
4. The heathen will hasten
to welcome the time,
The dayspring, the prophet
in vision once saw,
When the beams of Messiah
will ’lumine each clime,
|LAnd the isles of the ocean
will wait for His law.:|
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