The Fall of Babylon
 
Hail the day so long expected, hail the day of full release
Zion's walls are now erected, and her watchmen promise peace
Throughout England's wide dominion, shrill the trumpets loudly roar:
    Babylon is fallen, is fallen, is fallen.
    Babylon is fallen, to rise no more.
 
All her merchants stand with wonder, what is this has come to pass
Murmuring like a distant thunder, crying O alas, alas.
Swell the sound ye kings and nobles, priest and people rich and poor.
   Babylon is fallen, is fallen, is fallen.
   Babylon is fallen, to rise no more.
 
Blow the trumpet in Mount Zion, Christ shall come a second time
Ruling with a rod of iron, all who now as foes combine.
Babel's garments we've rejected and our fellowship is sure.
   Babylon is fallen, is fallen, is fallen.
   Babylon is fallen, to rise no more.
 
Tune your harps ye heavenly choirs, shout ye followers of the lamb.
See the city all on fire. Clap your hands and swell the flame.
Now's the day of compensation. Hope of mercy now is o'er.
   Babylon is fallen, is fallen, is fallen.
   Babylon is fallen, to rise no more.

Author unknown.

...and our fellowship is sure

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