The Ark

1WHEN ancient Israel met the foe,
That aimed at them a deadly blow,
Though oft their prospects seemed most dark,
They triumphed when they had the Ark.

2The Ark when borne to Jordan's tide,
Caused its deep waters to divide;
They need no boat in which t' embark;
They cross–because they have the Ark.

3They march around old Jericho,
Its towering walls are laid full low
Hear ye that mighty shouting? Hark!
They triumph, for they have the Ark.

4Where was the strength by which it wrought,
And to its bearers victory brought?
It was a chest of wood–but mark!
The law of God was in the Ark.

5When men oppose that law of love,
They lack the wisdom from above;
Deluded souls! They're in the dark,
Without the truth–without the Ark.

6The remnant in these latter days
Will triumph sure; give God the praise!
They, of the beast, refuse the mark,
They keep God's law–they have the Ark.