Mourn for the Thousands Slain
1
Mourn for the thousands slain,
The youthful and the strong;
Mourn for the wine cup's fearful reign,
And the deluded throng.
2
Mourn for the lost — but call,
Call to the strong, the free;
Rouse them to shun that dreadful fall,
And to the Refuge flee.
3
Mourn for the lost — but pray,
Pray to our God above,
To break the fell destroyer's sway,
And show His saving love.
