The Sin of Achan

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The Sin of Achan

Night closed o’er the battling army,

But it brought them no success;

Victory perched not on their banners;

Night was full of weariness.

Flushed and hopeful in the morning,

Turned they from their leader’s side:

Routed, smitten and defeated,

Came they back at eventide.

Then in words of bitter mourning

Joshua’s voice soon arose:

“Tell us, O thou God of Jacob,

Why this triumph of our foes?”

To his pleading came the answer

Why the hosts in fear did yield:

“ ’Twas because a fearful trespass

’Mid their tents did lie concealed.”

Clear and plain before His vision,

With whom darkness is as light,

Lay the spoils that guilty Achan

Covered from his brethren’s sight.

From their tents they purged the evil

That had ruin round them spread;

Then they won the field of battle,

Whence they had in terror fled.

Through the track of many ages

Comes this tale of woe and crime;

Let us read it as a lesson

And a warning for our time.

Oh, for some strong-hearted Joshua!

Faithful to his day and time,

Who will wholly rid the nation

Of her clinging curse and crime.

Till she writes on every banner

All beneath these folds are free,

And the oppressed and groaning millions

Shout the nation’s Jubilee.