APPENDIX. 
473 
The following Verses, extracted from a collection of Hymns in 
the native language, containing 60 pages, are a translation of lines- 
on the “Sandwich Mission,” by W. B. Tappan, on the embarka¬ 
tion of the missionaries from New Haven, (America,) in 1822. 
The k is employed, though contrary to the practice of the natives. 
The original commences with— 
“Wake, isles of the south, your redemption is near, 
No longer repose in the borders of gloom.” 
HAWAIIAN. 
I na moku i paa i ka pouri mau, 
Uhia ’ka naau po wale rakou, 
Ano nei e puka no maila ke ao, 
Hoku Bet’lehema, ka Hoku ao mau. 
Hui'a ka rere a pau me ka kii, 
E hoore'ia ka taumaha a pau; 
I k’alana maitai rakou e ora’i, 
Tabu ka heiau na ke Akua mau. 
E ake rakou i nana wave ae, 
Ka wehea mai’ka araura maitai, 
A o ka kukuna ’ka Mesia mau, 
“A kali na moku kona kanawai.” 
ORIGINAL. 
On the islands that sit in the regions of night, 
The lands of despair, to oblivion a prey, 
The morning will open with healing and light, 
And the young star of Bethlehem will ripen to day. 
The altar and idol, in dust overthrown, 
The incense forbade that was hallow’d with blood ; 
The priest of Melchisedec there shall atone, 
And the shrines of Hawaii be sacred to God. 
The heathen will hasten to welcome the time. 
The day-spring the prophet in vision foresaw, 
When the beams of Messiah will ’lumine each clime, 
And the isles of the ocean shall wait for his law. 
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