James Montgomery · 157 of 363
Hymn 154: Free, though in chains, the mountains stand
HYMN CLIV.
Free, though in chains, the mountains stand, The valleys link'd run through the land; In fellowship the forests thrive, And streams from streams their strength derive.
The cattle graze in flocks and herds, In choirs and concerts sing the birds; Insects by millions ply the wing, And flowers in peaceful armies spring.
All nature is society, All nature's voices harmony, All colours blend to form pure light,-- Why then should Christians not unite?
Thus to the Father pray'd the Son, "One may they be as We are one, That I in them, and Thou in me, They one with Us may ever be."
Children of God! combine your bands; Brethren in Christ! join hearts and hands, And pray,--for so the Father will'd, That the Son's prayer may be fulfill'd:--
Fulfill'd in you, fulfill'd in all, That on the name of Jesus call, And every of love They bind on earth be bound above.