"For now is our salvation nearer than when we believed."

FAITHFUL to thy post, oh, brother, Thy profession, hold it fast; Thou must work and not another, Stand thou firm unto the last. Hold thou to the ancient order, And the one faith of the church, Be thou gentle, quiet, sober, And the Lord will bless thee much.

Should they cast you out as evil, In these days of perils drear, Gently look thou up to heaven, There is one who still is near. If thou be with evil treated When thou hast no evil done. Thou shalt not he thus defeated When the crown is to be won. Be thy homes and houses taken, Choose thou still the olden path; Thou shalt never be forsaken While the gospel faith thou hast; May such persecutions, brother, In this dark and evil day, Cause us more to love each other, As we tread the narrow way.

Firmly hold thou to the "landmarks Which our fathers long have set," These shall be thy strength and bulwarks Serving thee without regret; Cleave thou to the old foundations, Where the little flock doth stand, And be this thy consolation, Blessed home in that bright land.