THE LEADER OF THE FUTURE.

Te Aroha News, Volume VI, Issue 374, 5 June 1889, Page 3

THE LEADER OF THE FUTURE.

" He shall give justice to the poor of the people, He shall save the children of the needy, and shall break in piece 3 the oppressor." 72nd Psalm. O, tho leader of the future, will He comti to us as conic* The chief of conquering cohorts, 'mid the roll of battle drums V Will He come as came the victor in Olympian days of old 1 Will He come with princely raiment, with a coronet of gold — ' A crown of gleaming golfl, A crown of gleaming gold ? Will He come in regal raiment, with a crown of gleaming gold ? No ! His hand will hold no sceptre, and His brow wjII bear no . rown, And no robe o£ Tvrian purple shall onfo'd His loins around ; But His throne shall be the human heart, His voice shall utter words To thrill the listening myriads like roverbera ting chords— Like reverberating chords. Like reverberating chords, To glad tho hearts of myriads like reverberating chords. A hero— vindicator— lie will come at Jirst a# comes Tho music of a clarion call above the din of drums ; 0, let us open wide our ears to hear the Miriam song That will tell desponding millions— Lo, thy leader's marching on— Thy leader's inarching on, Thy leader's marching on, That will tell desponding millions— Lo, thy leader's marching on. No nimbus shall illume His brow, nor jewelled diadem. Yet His fame shall shine resplendent as tho , lustro of a gem ; And the Emperor of the Universe upon this MAN will smile. Who'll beard the haughty and the proud like Moses by tho NileLike Moses by the Nile, Like Moses by the Nile, He'll beard the lofty and the proud like Moses by the Nile. He'll view Ihe hosts of tyrants with their battle flaes unfurled, And His heart will bleed in anguish at the subjugated world, Then His tongue will sound a bugle blast, His hand will tcrasD the pen, . Each word will be an army corps, each line a million men — Each line a million men, Each lino a million men. Each word will be an army corps, each line a millicn men. Ay. He'll raise His hand to heaven, and He'll speak the word of might. That will scatter their battalions as the morning scatters nipht. And the chiefs, of greedy legions, and the robbers of the poor Shall furl their. bloo.l-red banners, to rule and rob no more — To rule and rob no more, To rule and rob no more, Shall furl their blood-red bannsrs, to rule an war no more. His voice shall sway the nations, and the Truth Jlis sword shall be, To shear th;> mail of mighty ones, to sot tho cap tivo3 free. But He will come in lowly guise, with neither trnmp nor drum, So let us work and hope for Him, the kingthatis to come— The king that is to cotno. The king that is to come. Let us prepare the way for Him, the king that is to come. Strongbow. Havre's Bay, Queen's Birthday, 1889.