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Babylon Is Fallen 117

The Sacred Harp, 1991 (Denson) Edition

Composer: Arr. W. E. Chute, 1875
Poet: Richard McNemar, 1813 (1st & 2nd Stanzas); W. E. Chute, 1875 (3rd Stanza)
Meter: Particular Meter: 8,7,8,7,8,7
Stanza Poetry Source by First Line
Hail the day so long expected,
Hail the year of full release.
Zion's walls are now erected,
And her watchmen publish peace.
Thro' our Shiloh's wide dominion,
Hear the trumpet loudly roar.


HAIL the day so long expected!, Stanza 1
Babylon is fallen, is fallen, is fallen,
Babylon is fallen to rise no more.

All her merchants stand with wonder,
What is this that comes to pass?
Murm'ring like the distant thunder,
Crying, "Oh alas, alas."
Swell the sound, ye kings and nobles,
Priest and people, rich and poor;


HAIL the day so long expected!, Stanza 3
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 o'er,


HAIL the day so long expected!, Stanza 7