With word of prophecy the hour,
Talking of Him whose conquering power
Our fallen Israel should restore,
And make her glory as of yore.
The Lord seemed wondrous near us then;
As when our father Jacob dreamed, or when
The great law-giver stood on hallowed ground
And heard Jehovah speak in words profound;
When, suddenly, burst on the ravished ear
A voice like music, or like trumpet clear,