“THE CHERUBIM OF GLORY SHADOWING THE MERCY-SEAT”

G. A. Brown

The banished pair their journey took

Beyond the garden’s bound.

No more their guileless, happy ways

Would in its groves be found.

Through dalliance with the ancient foe

They disobeyed God’s word;

Lo! at the garden’s eastern gate

Flames the cherubic sword!

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When Israel, freed from Egypt’s thrall,

Traversed the desert dry,

Moses, the man of God, received

The pattern from on high.

The holy ark, in every part

With purest gold replete,

The cherubim their wings spread o’er

And faced the mercy-seat.

Then came the great atonement day,

Iniquity laid bare;

They looked upon the mercy-seat

The blood was sprinkled there!

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