Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1853-1862, 1861-10-26

Of the Z. +. church. (late OF harylano)-CRaplAlu
@. s. Army.
81 have learned with extreme regret, that in
several instances the prayer for the President OF
the United States and all in Civil Authority, has
been cmiltad Of late in the performance OF divine
service in This diUeese. Such omission, III every
case, makes the CleTgymen liable TO presentment
for WiIlful violation Of his ordination vow, by mu-
tilation of the worship of the church, and shall
hold myself bound to act on any evidence of such
offence laid before me after the issue of this cir
cnlar."-[ Bishop WHITrINGHAM's Dull" of Nay 10,
1861
Ihwstc' uan, ye vaschusn, vhatof the nisit?
Hear brother who loved ye well;
Who oW vaks in the b'aEe Ct freedoms tight;
Wat, what Of tie night? Can ye tel?
Are ye closiBg your eyes N darkness, there,
While car heavens ale all a glow,
And the sORthern cross, on the trembling air,
Lights our titles AID plalis Leoh!
CT why will We not. from your vstehtoEers s.y,
That your skies, with omens, re red?
And wy, why viii Y. still for ''lhe Union" pay
Our church has o prayers for the deai!"
Ye acre Southern zen, and with . Gtaefn souls;
And why shou preste proud,
Whose CO d heart Ecrtseru e cling controls,
Keep ye ft;il ia slavery bowed?
sreak cutI speak up; If in5e- d ye are men,
Id We the toresteners bah;
If priests, ye are humaa-uprise ye tLen,
md leteach feel msef mani
Ereak cut, and speak up-'tis ur duty new:
At his c6igt Why viii We quail?
Ye were sometime servants Cf God, trow,
And are We now tie piiectsc CT Baa.?
TIE Y.noals Gsuhs lave oerthroRn
TIE Church Of fhe North ard their idols dumb
Their idols goid am silver and hrass,
And from tie loom and the mill;
And away from their thriIes Gods footsteps pass,
Though, mJcking, they call on him still.
0, core out, come cut, ye we're Southern men,
Aye, Southern in birth aad in blood;
Toe how Will sc Zee! in that hour, when
God sweeps them away with hood7
Come out while ye may, let your trumpets tone,
Clear notes from your wachowers peal;
And pray neVerH ore for the tyTant's throne,
Ner again for tae GesPots veal
Come out, come out, with a cry and a shout,
Ard TOR God and tho S0ESb" sand upl
For doubt, Gut tina ruin ard rout,
Bead the modern BelshazZar's cup7
Why then, will ye stand, mid that Foiless hand,
And still pray for the he rtless fee,
Whose hlJody ght hand wi Ids the RID hre-braLd,
Our home altaIs to oTer,hroR!
Let Gocernorss crirge 10 the hard that trniies
Let PTeSdtsSf cOnspire to ensave:
LIT a goddess horde defpoi u of rights
But Gods Priests should be true andtr.Ve
But choose ye your section, and pray your prayers,
aye, let renegsd sneel and pray;
The Ett, iOs your prayers, platules cares
Indignant she hurlsycu aTsyl
You may s7yye stu love cur sunny skies,
And Ger waters, so blight and blue;
But conscience, VII n rpsard ye lit your eyes,
Ye are playing wretcled part, at best,
AMI the South will rem ember, when
Ye uay s=eg her breast, for your sick soulsrest,
Il TcTe never - EeT t-us
Pray On. then, pray for TIE blOody throne,
And eth prsY for the tesPots veal
But the hour draws n ar when yell he alone
And yoGr treason be make 70 fell
You il el 100 late Il al your fifth you have SOld
AMI with curses have fl Ell your mouth;
And truckied, and pulled, Ia your lust Of gold,
And have hat,d ana banned The SOath
That South which fdyOu and cOihed you and
Your wives ani your children dear;
ArdOll wh7n Gods wTathiR fury att hurst,
SaT, from blood viii your hanls be Gle II?
viii your hearts he lair from the crimson stain?
Viii t tread ly your treason lCught,
Ee sysel? no ! fer too late yen complain
lie have sold Your honor for nought
For lite gain ye have thrown away
Tie boom Of your firth ard fame;
And won-well say ye have gotten your pay
The traitors iRdeliLLe
Herce OTth Ia the Sorhl a Northern grave
IN tat home OF your choice yen f1d,
But ReUsr such hearts, SO tree and 60 brave,
As Those ye have left behind.
Tut one word, ard this strain is hus, ed,
And speak il mark, not IN vain;
Vim the South the foul iHrdder hath crushed,
SIZE cannot Teceire goa again!
I've spoken, and echOing bar my cry,
A voice comes sdowo from tAe ThToue,
"Le8ve them, AID let them alone tn die.
JOired to idols-et them RlOns! :"
-Governor Hicks Of Marylan
bishop Nottingham, and others, Of he same k.
Richmond, Va, Oct. 5, 1851.