Ah! would that they had heard the word
That faithful Noah preach'd;
Accepted of Jehovah's grace
Which he to them out-reach'd.
But now, alas! it is too late;
No human power can save
A single soul from perishing,
Beneath the flooding wave.
Oh! let us not provoke our God;
But of His grace partake;
And feel our sins are blotted out
For His own mercy's sake.
XI.
THE ARK RESTS ON ARARAT.
For forty days and forty nights,
The waters of the flood
Prevail'd o'er all the face of earth,
Obedient to the word.
Which God the great Jehovah spake,
To drown it for its sin;
His word is holy, just and right
Forever sure, divine.
The earth was drown'd; all living things
Had perish'd from its face,
Save Noah and his family,
Protected by God's grace.
The ark rode onward with the flood;
The hand of God did guide
The vessel with its freight of life,
O'er all the swelling tide.
The clouds do now withdraw aside;
The deepest fountains cease,
To pour their treasures forth on earth;
The waters slow decrease.
The ark moves on to Ararat,
And rests upon its height;
While Noah and his family,
Are fill'd with great delight.
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