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MILLENNIA 
 
 SECOND ADVENT HYMNS; 
 
 DESIGNED FOB 
 
 MEETINGS ON THE SECOND COMING OF CHRIST. 
 
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 Jesus! they would behold 
 Thy work complete. 
 
 And misery and sin 
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 They would behold their King, 
 
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 Should we alone not ask, 
 " How long, how long?" 
 
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Prayer of the Church. 
 
 1. How long, O Lord our Savior, Wilt thou remain a-way ? 
 
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 1 How long, O Lord our Savior, 
 Wilt thou remain away ? 
 Our hearts are p^rowing weary 
 Of thy so long delay. 
 O when shall come the moment 
 When, brighter far than morn. 
 The sunshine of thy glory 
 Shall on thy people dawn ? 
 
 2 How long, () gracious Master, 
 Wilt thou thy household leave ? 
 So long hast thou now tarried, 
 Few thy return believe. 
 Immers'd in sloth and folly. 
 Thy servants Lord, we see ; 
 And few of us stand ready 
 With joy to welcome thee. 
 
 3 How long, O heav'nly Bride^ 
 
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 How long wilt thou delay ? 
 And yet how few are grievins: 
 That thou dost absent stay I 
 Thy very Bride her portion 
 And calling hath forgot. 
 And seeks for ease and glory 
 Where thou, her Lord, art not. 
 
 4 O wake thy slumbering virgins ; 
 Send forth the solemn cry. 
 Let all thy saints repeat it, 
 "' The Bridegroom draweth nigh !" 
 May all our Tamps be burning. 
 Our loins well girded be. 
 Each longing heart preparing 
 With joy thy face to see. 
 
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 I The clouds at length are break - 
 
 The dawn will soon appear. 
 And " Signs'' there's no mistaking, 
 Proclaim Messiah near. 
 Awake, awake from sleeping. 
 Attend the " midnight cry,"' 
 Ye saints, refrain from weeping, 
 
 Your GrEATDsLIVERER's NIGH 
 
 2 The morning light is beaming; 
 The " day-star" shines on high, 
 Christ's Heralds are proclaiming 
 His coming in the sky ; 
 
 And earth's eventful story 
 A few short months will tell, 
 The righteous rise to glory ; 
 The wicked sink to hell. 
 
 3 If earth and all her treasure, 
 Are doom'd to fire and flame ; 
 Her Royal pomp, and pleasure 
 A re but an empty name ! 
 
 Her Kings — herCrowns — her glory 
 Her Armies — Fleets — and pride, 
 May bubble forth her story 
 While floating down the tide. 
 
 4 The Ocean, Oh ! the ocean, 
 To which her grandeurs tend 
 Now foams in dreadful motion, 
 Her boast and pomp to end. 
 See, see, the flames ascending. 
 'J'he seas, themselves explode ; 
 The clouds,-the skies, are rending 
 With cries of— 'God '— ' Oh! GodTl 
 
 5 Oh! hear the sad petition, 
 '• Rocks crush us into dust ;" 
 Oh ! pity our condition — 
 Or damned we surely must • 
 We thought that we were wiser 
 Than 'Pastors' — 'Saints,' and all ; 
 Yet Sinner — Sceptic — miser — 
 3Iust snfler once for all. 
 
 6 Ye mortals take the warning. 
 Ten thousand calls invite ; 
 Sliould you neglect the warn- 
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 Then comes the doleful night. 
 ^ow mercy's hand extended, 
 The vilest wretch would save ; 
 Bu Oil ! if this be ended 
 You're lost beyond the grave. 
 
 7 Great Author of compassion, 
 Redeemer — Savior — friend — 
 Oh ! send to every nation 
 The knowledge o'fits end ; 
 Fly ! fly on ' wings of morning, 
 Ye who the truth can tell, 
 And sound the awful warning, 
 To rescue souls from hell. 
 
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 There is a home for weary souls, 
 
 By sin and sorrow driven; 
 "When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals. 
 Where storms arise and ocean rolls 
 
 And all is drear — but heaven. 
 There faith lifts up the tearless eye. 
 
 To brighter piospects given; 
 It views the tempest passing by, 
 Sees evening shadows quickly fly, 
 
 And all serene — in heaven. 
 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, 
 
 And joys supreme are given; 
 There rays divine disperse the gloom: — 
 Beyond the dark, the narrow tomb 
 
 Appears the dawn of heaven. 
 
 Human Frailty. 
 
 1 This world is all a fleeting show. 
 
 For man's probation given; 
 The smiles of joy, the tears of wo, 
 Deceitful shine, deceitful flow; 
 
 There's nothing true as heaven. 
 
 2 Poor wanderers of a stormy day, 
 
 From wave to wave we'er driven; 
 And fancy's flash, and reason's ray 
 Serve but to light us on the way; 
 ^ There's nothing bright as heaven. 
 S And Where's the hand held out to cheer 
 The heart with anguish riven? 
 For sorrow's sigh, and trouble's tear, 
 Have never found a refuge here; 
 There's nothing kind as heaven. 
 
 4 In vain do mortals sigh for bliss, 
 
 Without their sins forgiven: 
 True pleasure, everlasting peace, 
 Are only found in God's free grace; 
 
 There's nothing good as heaven. 
 
 5 From those who walk in wisdom's way, 
 
 Corroding fears are driven; 
 They're wash'd in Christ's atoning blood, 
 Enjoy communion with their God, 
 
 And find their way to heaven. 
 
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 ^nd range with de-light thro' the E -den of Love. 
 
 While angelic legions, with harps tuned celestial, 
 
 Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, 
 The saints, as they flock from the regions terrestrial, 
 
 In loud hallelujahs their voices will raise: 
 Then songs to the Lamb shall re-echo thro' heaven, 
 My soul will respond, To Immanuel be given 
 All glory, all honor, all might and dominion, 
 Who brought us thro' grace to the Eden of Love, 
 
 Then hail, blessed state ! hail, ye songsters of glory ! 
 
 Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you above! 
 And join your full choir in rehearsing the story, 
 " Salvation from sorrow, through Jesus's love:" 
 Though 'prisoned in earth, yet by anticipation, 
 Already my soul feels a sweet prelibation 
 Of joys that await me, when freed from probation: 
 
 My heart's now in Heaven, the Eden of Love. 
 
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 Or threatens us to-morrow, 
 
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 On wings of faith ascending. 
 
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 And feel our sorrows ending, 
 
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MILLENNIAL HARP. 13 
 
 'Tis true, we are but strangers, 
 
 We sojourn here below; 
 And countless snares and dangers 
 
 Surround the path we go; 
 Though painful and distressing, 
 
 Yet there's a rest above; 
 And onward still we're pressing, 
 
 To reach that land of love. 
 
 The Great Physician. 
 
 1 How lost was my condition, 
 
 Till Jesus made me whole; 
 There is but one Physician 
 
 Can cure a sin-sick soul; 
 Next door to death he found me, 
 
 And snatch'd me from the gravt 
 To tell to all around me 
 
 His wondrous power to save. 
 
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 Is light, compared with sin; 
 On every part it seizes, 
 
 But rages most within; 
 'Tis palsy, plague, and fever. 
 
 And madness all combined; 
 And none but a believer. 
 
 The least relief can find. 
 
 3 From men great skill professing, 
 
 I sought a cure to gain; 
 But this proved more distressing, 
 
 And added to my pain. 
 Some said that nothing ail'd me, 
 
 Some gave me up for lost; 
 Thus every refuge failed me. 
 
 And all my hopes were cross'd. 
 
 4 At length this great physician. 
 
 How matchless is his grace! 
 Accepted my petition, 
 
 And undertook my case; 
 First gave me sight to view him. 
 
 For sin mine eyes had seal'd, 
 Then bade me look unto him; 
 
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 In the way, a thousand snares 
 
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 Satan, with malicious art, 
 
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 But from Satan's malice free, 
 
 Saints shall soon in glory be; 
 
 Soon theJoyful news will come, 
 
 " Child, your Father calls, Come home." 
 
 But of all the foes we meet, 
 
 None so oft misled our feet, 
 
 None betray us into sin, 
 
 Like the foes that dwell within: 
 
 Yet let nothing spoil your peace, 
 
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 Then the joyful news will come, 
 
 " Child, your father calls, Come home." 
 
 Joy in Hope. 
 
 1 Children of the heavenly King, 
 As ye journey sweetly sing; 
 Sing your Savior's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 We are traveling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod; 
 They are happy now and we 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 2 Shout ye little flock, aqd blest, 
 You near Jesus throne shall rest; 
 There your seats are now prepared, 
 There your kingdom and reward. 
 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
 
 On the borders of your land: 
 Jesus Christ, your Father's son. 
 Bids you undismay'd go on. 
 
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 3 'Jesus thou Son and heir of heaven, 
 
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 *I see thee bathed in sweat and tears, 
 *And weltering in thy blood. 
 
 4 *Yet quickly from these scenes of wo, 
 
 'In triumph thou shalt rise, 
 *Burst through the gloomy shades of death. 
 And shine above the akiee.' 
 
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 6 *Amid the glories of that world, 
 'Dear Savior, think on me; 
 'And in the vict'ries of thy death, 
 'May I a sharer be.' 
 
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 And instantly replied, 
 'To-day thy parting soul shall be 
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 1 Alas I and did my Savior bleed? 
 
 And did my Jesus die ? 
 Would he devote that sacred head 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 
 2 Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, thine, 
 
 And bath'd in its own blood. 
 While all exposed to wrath of men, 
 The glorious SufTrer stood ! 
 
 3 Was it for crimes that I had done, 
 
 He groaned upon 'the tree ? 
 Amazing pity ! grace unknown! 
 And love beyond degree! 
 
 4 Well might the sun in darkness hide. 
 
 And shut his glories in, 
 When Christ the glorious Savior died. 
 For man, the creature's sin. 
 
 5 Thus might I hide my blushing face. 
 
 While his dear cross appears. 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness. 
 And melt mine eyes in tears. 
 
 6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe; 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away; 
 'Tis all that I can do. 
 
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 From Jesus' side flows Over sin, death and hell 
 
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 Tho'yoursins they were raised Thy name shall be praised 
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 Nor waits for mortals' care or bliss; 
 I leave you here, and travel on. 
 Till I arrive where Jesus is. 
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 2 Farewell, my brethren in the Lord, 
 To you I'm bound in cords of love; 
 Yet we believe his gracious word. 
 That soon we all shall meet above. 
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 4 Farewell, old soldiers of the cross, 
 
 You've struggled long and hard for heaven; 
 You've counted ail things here but dross. 
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 It grieves my heart to leave you here, 
 Eternal vengeance waits for you; 
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 " O tarn ye, O turn ye, for -why will ye die." 
 
 1 O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will you die, 
 When God in great mercy is coming so nigh? 
 Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, Come, 
 And angels are waiting to welcome you home. 
 
 2 How vain the delusion, that while you delay, 
 Your hearts may grow better by staying away ; 
 Come wretched, come starving, come just as you be 
 While streams of salvation are flowing so free. 
 
 3 And now Christ is ready your souls to receive, 
 O how can you question, if you will believe? 
 
 If sin is your burden, why will you not come? 
 Tis you he bids welcome; he bids you come home. 
 
 4 In riches, in pleasures, what can you obtain. 
 To soothe your affliction, or banish your pain? 
 To bear up your spirit when summon 'd to die. 
 Or waft you to mansions of glory on high? 
 
 5 Why will you be starving and feeding on air? 
 There's mercy in Jesus, enough and to spare; 
 If still you are doubting, make trial and see. 
 And prove that his mercy is boundless and free. 
 
 6 Come, give us your hand, and the Savioryour heart, 
 And trusting in Heaven, we never shall part; 
 
 O how can we leave you? why will you not come; 
 We'll journey together, and soon be at home. 
 
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 On 
 
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 cast a wishful eye, 
 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
 
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 trees im-mor-tal grow; There rocks and hills and brooks and vale. 
 
 
 
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 Where my possessions lie, 
 
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 With milk and honey flow 
 
 All o'er those wide ex - 
 
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MILLENNIAL HARP. 
 
 25 
 
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 rapturous scene, That ri - ses To my sight! Sweet 
 
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 tend-ed plains, Shines one e 
 
 ter - nal day; There 
 
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 sz^^zeze^zi^: 
 
 fields array'd in liv-ing green, And rivers of delight. 
 
 izfztziiizitzi^z^zjzi^z 
 
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 Jon for-ev-er reigns, And scatters night away. 
 
 5i5ES^EpElt=tE4ES=iff 
 
 Prospect of Heaven. 
 
 3 No chilling w^inds, or poisonous breath 
 
 Can reach that healthful shore; 
 Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, 
 
 Are felt and feared no more. 
 When shall I reach that happy place, 
 
 And be forever blest ? 
 When shall I see my Father's face. 
 
 And in his bosom rest ? 
 
 4 Fill'd with delight, my raptured soul 
 
 Would here no longer stay; 
 Though Jordan's waves around me roll, 
 
 Fearless I'd launch away. 
 There on those high and flowery plains. 
 
 Our spirits ne'er shall tire; 
 But in perpetual, joyful strains, 
 
 Redeeming love admire. 
 [3J 566 ''Millennial Mv.singt^'—page 6, hymn 2. 
 
26 
 
 What sound is this, 
 
 From the Wesley an Harp. 
 
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 1. What sound is this salutes my ear? 'Tis 
 
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 2. Be-hold the fair Je - ru - sa-lem, II 
 
 
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 tzfz- 
 
 ztiztzf 
 
 Gabriel's trurtip methinks I hear/Tis Gabriel's trump methinks I hear; 
 lu - mi - nated by the Lamb, Il-lu-mi-nated by the Lamb, 
 
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 :izz:[z:^^i?z?z?:l::^:i[zztdzzizifz^zf_i: 
 
 
 
 
 ^-4-H 1 — 0r&-- 
 
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 The expected day has come. 
 
 Behold the heav'ns,the 
 
 
 In glo-ry doth ap-pear. 
 
 Fair Zi-on rising 
 
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MILLENNIAL HARP. 
 
 37 
 
 sarth, the sea, Proclaim the year of Ju - bi - lee, Pro- 
 from the tombs, To meet the Bridegroom, lo I he comes,To 
 
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 claim the year of Ju-bi-lee, Re-turn, ye exiles, home. 
 
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 neel llie Bridegroom, lol he comei>, And hails the fes-tive year. 
 
 3 My soul is striving to be there; 
 I long to rise and wing the air, 
 
 And trace the sacred road. 
 Adieu, adieu, all earthly things; 
 
 that I had an angel's wings, 
 I'd quickly see my God. 
 
 4 Fly, lingering moments, fly, O fly, 
 
 1 thirst, I pant, I long to try, 
 
 Angelic joys to prove! 
 Soon shall I quit this house of clay. 
 Clap my glad wings and soar away. 
 
 And shout redeeming love. 
 
28 
 
 Sous of Zion. 
 
 1. Come, all ye sons of Zion,Who are waiting for salvation, 
 
 
 2. O what a happy meeting, When salvation is completed, 
 
 
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 Have your lamps Irim'd and burning,For,behold the proclamation. 
 
 And tribulation's ended, And the spotless robe prepared, 
 
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 Saying," A 11 things now are ready For the poor and for the needy ; 
 
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 For the Bride to be adorn'd, In the jasper wall be crowned, 
 
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 All my fallings now are kill'd, And pre-par-ed on the table. 
 
 :E=E±:E5zE=E:Jt=t::i:t=t=:i^r»r*=*tr:tr-t!: 
 
 Saying, "Worthy is the Lamb," In the new Je - ru-sa - lem. 
 
 4 O sinners, don't be be doubting. 
 While the sons of God are shouting j 
 Come and join the happy army, 
 And there's nothing that will harm you. 
 If you follow Christ the Savior, 
 And break off your bad behavior, 
 And repent and be converted. 
 You may sing his praises too. 
 
The Chariot. 
 
 39 
 
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 1. The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire, 
 
 2. The glo-ry, the glory around him are pour'd, 
 
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 drives on its pathway of cloud, And theheav'ns with the burden of God- 
 
 I head are bow'd. 
 saints and the martyrs are there,And there all who the palm-wreaths of 
 
 ^ [victory wear. 
 
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 3 The trumpet! the trumpet I the dead have all heard; 
 Lo, the depths of the stone-covered charnel are stirr'd' 
 From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the 
 All the vast generations of men are come forth, [north, 
 
 4 The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set, 
 Where the Lamb and the white vested elders are met, 
 There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, 
 And the doom of eternity hangs on his word. 
 
 5 mercy! mercy! look, down from above; 
 Great Creator, on us, thy sad children, with love; 
 When beneath to their darkness the wicked are driven. 
 May our justified souls find a ransom, in heaven. 
 
 [3*] 
 
30 Gospel Trumpet 
 
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 world the ech - - o bounds, And Jesus with redeeming 
 
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 blood Is bringing sinners home to God, And guides them 
 
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MILLENNIAL HARP. 31 
 
 Tlie Gospel Trumpet. 
 1 
 
 Hark, how the gospel trumpet sounds, 
 Through all the world the echo bounds, 
 And Jesus, with redeeming blood 
 Is bringing sinners home to God, -' 
 
 And guides them safely by his word 
 
 To endless day. 
 
 Hail, all victorious conquering Lord, 
 By all the heavenly hosts adored; 
 Who undertook for fallen man, 
 And brought salvation through thy name, 
 That we with thee might live and reign 
 In endless day. 
 
 3 
 Fight on ye conquering saints, fight on, 
 And when the conquest you have won, 
 Then palms of victory you shall bear. 
 And in his kingdom have a share, 
 And crowns of glory you shall wear, 
 In endless day. 
 
 4 
 Thy blood, dear Jesus, once was spilt, 
 To save our souls from sin and guilt; 
 And sinners now may come to God, 
 And find salvation through his word, 
 And sail by faith upon that flood 
 
 To endless day. 
 
 5 
 There we shall in sweet chorus join. 
 And saints and angels all combine. 
 To sing of his redeeming love. 
 When rolling years shall cease to move; 
 And that shall be the theme above. 
 In endless day. 
 
32 Judgment. 
 
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 1. there will be mourning, mourning, mourning,mour 
 
 2. there will be mourning, mourning, mourning, mourning. 
 
 there will be mourning at the judgment seat of Christ. 
 there will be mourning at the judgment seat of Christ. 
 
 
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 Parents and children there will part, Parents and children there will part, 
 
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 Wives and husbands there will part, Wives and husbands there will part, 
 
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MILLENNIAL HARP. 
 
 33 
 
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 Wives and husbands there will part, Will part to meet no more 
 
 O there will be mourning, mourning, Stc. ' 
 Brothers and sisters there will part, 8lc. 
 4 
 O there will be mourning, mourning, &c. 
 Friends and neighbors there will part, &c. 
 5 
 there will be mourning, mourning, &.C. 
 Pastors and people there will part, 8tc. 
 6 
 O there will be mourning, mourning, &c. 
 Devils and sinners there will meet, 
 Will meet to part no more. 
 7 
 O there will be shouting, shouting, &c. 
 Saints and angels there will meet, 
 Will meet to part no more. 
 
34 
 
 Resolve. 
 
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 to prove faithful, I'll try to prove 
 
 
 
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 faith-ful, I'll try to prove faith-ful, faith-ful, faith-ful, 
 
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 1 I'll try to prove faithful, &c. 
 
 2 Oj let us prove faithful, &c. 
 
 3 We mean to be faithful, &c. 
 
 4 There'll be no more sinning, &c. 
 When we all shall meet above. 
 
 5 There'll be no more sorrow, &c. 
 When we all shall meet above. 
 
 6 Then we shall see Jesus, &c. 
 When we all shall meet above. 
 
 7 There we shall sing praises, &c. 
 When we all shall meet above. 
 
I would not live alway. 35 
 
 From the Modern Psalmist. 
 
 1. I would not 
 
 2. I would not 
 
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 ive alvvay: 1 ask not to stay, 
 ive alvvay: No — welcome the tomb. 
 
 
 
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 Where storm af - ter storm ris 
 Sice Je - sus has lain there, 
 
 The tew lu - rid morning's that dawn on us here, . . . 
 
 There, sweet be mv rest, till he bid me a - rise,. ... 
 
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 enou^h for life's woes, full enoug-h tor its cheer, 
 hail him in triumph de-scend - ing the skies. 
 
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 Who, who would live alway, away from his God ? 
 Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, 
 Where rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, 
 And the noon-tide of glory eternally reigns ; 
 Where saints of all ages in harmony meet, 
 Their Savior and brethren, transported to greet ? 
 V.^here anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, 
 And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. 
 
36 
 
 The Harvest Home. 
 
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 1. Though in the outward church below 
 
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 wheat and tares togeth-er grow; Je - sus ere long will 
 
 
 weed the crop, And pluck the trees in an-ger up. 
 
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 time will come, 
 
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 And an - gels shout the har-vest home. 
 
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MILLENNIAL HARP. 37 
 
 Harvest Home. 
 
 1 Though in the outward church below, 
 The wheat and tares together grow; 
 Jesus ere long will weed the crop, 
 And pluck the tares in anger up. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 For soon the reaping time will come. 
 And angels shout the harvest home. 
 
 2 Will it relieve their horrors there, 
 
 To recollect their stations here; ^ 
 
 How much they heard, how much they knew, 
 How much among the wheat they grew.'* 
 For soon the reaping time will, S^c. 
 
 3 No! this will ao^sfravate their case, 
 They perish'd under means of grace, 
 To them the word of life and faith 
 Became an instrument of death. 
 
 For soon the reaping time loill, fyc. 
 
 4 We seem alike when thus we meet, 
 Strangers might think we all were wheat, 
 But to the Lord's all-searching eyes. 
 Each heart appears without disguise. 
 
 For soon the reaping time ivill, Sfc. 
 
 5 The tares are spared for various ends, 
 Some for the sake of praying friends: 
 Others the Lord, against their will, 
 Employs his counsels to fulfil. 
 
 For soon the reaping time will, fyc. 
 
 6 But though they grow so tall and strong, 
 His plan will not require them long; 
 
 In harvest, when he saves his own, 
 
 The tares shall into hell be thrown. 
 
 For soon the reaping time will, S^c* 
 
 7 Oh! awful thought, and is it so.' 
 Must all mankind the harvest know? 
 Is every man a wheat or tare? 
 
 Me, for that harvest, Lord, prepare. 
 [4] For soon, the reaping time itnll, . ^c. 
 
38 Saint's Sweet Home. 
 
 8j 1. Mid scenes of con-fu-sion and creature com- 
 
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 plaints, How sweet to my soul is com-mun-ion with saints; 
 
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 ztri=5=1tE5;5=f^-^=i==?=^=it-t 
 
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 j To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, And 
 
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 i^iii— zizlid^q^iz)^z|zz^T:z;:f:JrizT-zqi 
 
 feel in the presence of Jesus at home. Home, home,s\veet,sweet 
 
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 M^ J- — ^ J- ±-H-l — -L^-F-J^^ — ^ 
 
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 home, Prepare me, dear Savior, to glo-rv, my home. 
 
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MILLENNIAL HARP. 39 
 
 Saint's Sweet Home. 
 
 2 
 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace! 
 And thrice precious Jesus whose love cannot cease, 
 Though oil from thy presence in sadness I roam, 
 I long to behold thee, in glory at home. 
 
 CHOKUS. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 Prepare me, dear Savior, for glory, my home. 
 3 
 1 sigh from this body of sin to be free, 
 Which hinders my joy and communion with thee; 
 Tho' now my temptations like billows may foam, 
 All, all will be peace, when I'm with thee at home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, <Sfc. 
 4 
 While here in the valley of conflict I stay, 
 
 give me submission and strength as my day; 
 In all my afflictions to thee would I come, 
 Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 6jc. 
 
 5 
 
 Whate'er thou deniest, O give me thy grace. 
 The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face; 
 Indulge me with patience to wait at thy throne, 
 And And even now a sweet foretaste of home. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, <Src. 
 
 6 
 
 1 long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine, 
 No more as an exile, in sorrow to pine, 
 
 And in thy dear image, arise from the tomb. 
 With glorified millions to praise thee, at Home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home. 
 
 Receive me, dear Savior, in glory, my home. 
 
40 
 
 Star of Bethlehem. 
 
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 1. When marshall'd on the night-ly plain, The 
 star a -lone, of all the train, Can 
 
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 one a -lone, the Sav - ior speaks, It 
 I 1st time. I 2d time. 
 
 
 I glittering hosts be - stud the sky. One 
 
 fix the sin-ner's wandering eye; 
 
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 is the star of 
 
 Beth-le-hem. 
 
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 Hark! hark! to God the 
 
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 cho-rus breaks. From 
 
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MILLENNIAL HARP. 41 
 
 Slav of Betliielieni. 
 
 Once on the raging seas I rode, 
 
 The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
 The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd 
 
 The wind that toss'd my foundering bark. 
 Deep horror then my vitals froze. 
 
 Death stiuck — I ceased the tide to stem: 
 When suddenly a star arose, 
 
 It was the Star of Bethlehem. 
 It was my guide, my light, my all, 
 
 It bade my dark foreboding cease; 
 And thro' the storm and danger's thrall. 
 
 It led me to the port of peace. 
 Now safely moor'd — my perils o'er, 
 
 I'll sing first in night's diadem, 
 Forever and forevermore, 
 
 The Star — the Star of Bethlehem. 
 
 Tlie Ch.i'istiaii and th.e Cross. 
 
 2 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 Who lives by angels now adored; 
 That Jesus who once died for me. 
 Who bore my sins in agony. 
 
 2 I'm not ashamed to own his laws, 
 Nor to defend his noble cause, 
 
 The way he'ssfone, is lined with blood, 
 may I tread the steps he trod. 
 
 3 I'm not ashamed his name to bear, 
 With those who his disciples were: 
 Christian, sweet name! its worth I view, 
 may I wear the nature too. 
 
 4 I'm not ashamed to bear my cross. 
 For which I count all things but dross; 
 Whate'er I'm bid to do or say, 
 When Christ commands, I will obey. 
 
 5 I'm not ashamed to be despised, 
 By those who ne'er religion prized: 
 Nor will I prove to Christ untrue, 
 For all that men can say or do. 
 
 6 This world's vain honors will I shun. 
 The narrow way to life I'll run; 
 
 f A? That this at last my boast may be. 
 My Savior's not ashamed of me. 
 [4*1 
 
42 Lord! remember me. 
 
 ^ziA:rf:bz=li:i:Lifci:eizgizfzj-j:t 
 
 1. Je - sus! thou art the sinner's Friend, As 
 
 — 1)-4:# 
 
 2 Remember tliy pure word of grace, 
 
 Remember Caivary; 
 Remember all thy dying groans, 
 And then remember me. 
 
 3 Tlvou wondrous Advocate with God! 
 
 1 yield myself to thee} 
 While thou art silling on thy throne, 
 Oh, Lord 1 remember me. 
 
 4 I own I'm guiity, own I'm vile. 
 
 Yet thy salvation's free: 
 Then, in thy ail-abounding grace. 
 
 Oh, Lord ! remember me. 
 6 Howe'er forsaken or distressed, 
 
 Howe'er oppressed 1 be, 
 Howe'er afflicted here on earth. 
 
 Do thou remember me. 
 6 And when I close my eyes in death, 
 
 And creature helps all flee. 
 Then, oh my great Redeemer, God! 
 
 1 pray, remember me. 
 
Escape for thy life. 43 
 
 -lis^qi~ir^z:1:i:qr^: 
 
 1. See Sodom wrapt infirel And hark, what piercing shrieks! 
 
 iigsiLiiiiiiii 
 
 Those daring rebels now expire, For God in justice speaks. 
 
 2 O sinner, mark thy fate! 
 
 Soon will the Judge appear; 
 And then thy cries will come too late; 
 Too late for God to hear. 
 
 3 Thy day of mercy gone, 
 
 The Spirit grieved away, 
 Thy cup, long filling, now o'erflown, 
 Demands the vengeful day. 
 
 4 Thy God, insulted, seems 
 
 To draw his glittering sword; 
 And o'er thy guilty head it gleams, 
 To vindicate his word. 
 
 6 One only hope I see; 
 
 Oh, sinner, seize it now, — 
 The blood that Jesus shed for thee! 
 No other hope hast thou. 
 
 See "Millennial Musings ^''—page 127, hymn 114. 
 
44 China. 
 
 1. Why do we mourn de - part-ing friends, Or 
 
 shake at death's alarms? 'Tis but 
 
 the voice that 
 
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 sends To call them to his arms. 
 
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 2 Are we not tending- upward too, 
 
 As fast as lime can move ? 
 Nor should we wish the hours more slow, 
 To keep us from our love. 
 
 3 Why should we tremble to convey 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb ? 
 There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, 
 And left a long perfume. 
 
 4 The graves of all his saints he blest, 
 
 And soften 'd every bed ; 
 Where should the dying members rest, 
 But with their dying Head. 
 
 5 Thence he arose, ascending high, 
 
 And shovv'd our feet the way: 
 Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
 At the great rising day. 
 
 6 Then let the last trumpet sound, 
 
 And bid our kindred rise ; 
 Awake, ye nations under ground ; 
 Ye saints, ascend the skies. 
 Millennial Musing's "--pase 105, hymn 89— page 120, hymn 107. 
 
The Lord is our Shepherd. 45 
 
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 1. The Lord is our Shep - herd, ouj: 
 
 -:;z*r3i?:i5if:JiE:±b=U;t-t±r:^;?— :3 
 
 guardian and guide; What - ev - er we want, he will 
 
 T;^:z3zz:5zSzzr.-3z^=E;3=:q=:=q=: 
 :tztj:z?z=i^zfz?iz:z:lz?zi^z:i^zzzjz: 
 
 kind - - ly pro 
 
 ide. 
 
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 To th'sheep of his 
 
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 pas - tare his mer - cies a - bound. His 
 
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 rziiti:ztzi[zz>z?z:z:±:t:ii^^z:^:fz?zB 
 
 care and pro - tec-tion his flock will sur-round. 
 
46 MILLENNIAL HARP. 
 
 Our Slie|>lierd. 
 
 2 
 The Lord is our Shepherd; what then shall we 
 
 fear, 
 What danger can frighten us while he is near? 
 *. Not when the time calls us to walk thro' the vale 
 ■ijpf the shadow of death, shall our hearts ever fail. 
 
 3 
 Tho' afraid of ourselves, to pursue the dark way, 
 Thy rod and thy staff be our comfort and stay; 
 For we know by thy guidance, when once it is past, 
 To a fountain of life it will bring us at last. 
 
 4 
 The Lord is become our salvation and song, 
 His blessings have follow'd us all our life long; 
 His name will we praise while we have any breath; 
 Be cheerful in life, and be happy in death. 
 
 " Lead me to the Rock." 
 
 1 0, Savior of sinners, when faint and depressed. 
 With manifold trials and sorrows oppressed, 
 I'll bow at thy feet, and with confidence cry, 
 
 " Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I!'* 
 
 2 When tempted by Satan the Spirit to grieve. 
 And the service of Christ, my Redeemer to leave, 
 I'll claim my relation to Jesus on high — 
 
 The Rock of salvation, that's higher than I! 
 
 3 When judgments, Lord, are abroad in the land, 
 And merited vengeance descends from thy hand! 
 O'erwhelmed with the sight, for protection I'll fly. 
 And hide in the Rock, that is higher than I ! 
 
 4 When summoned by death before God to appear. 
 By free-grace supported I'll yield without fear! 
 Most gladly I'll venture with Jesus on high. 
 
 To enter the Rock that is higher than 1! 
 
 5 'Tis there, with the chosen of Jesus, I long 
 To dwell, and eternally join in the song, 
 
 Of praising and blessing with angels on high, 
 Christ Jesus, the Rock that is higher than I! 
 
My Brother I wish you well. 47 
 
 1. My Brother I wish you well, My 
 Chorus. Be mention'd in the prom-ised land, Be men - 
 
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 Brother I wish you well. When my Lord calls I 
 tion'd in the promised land, When my Lord calls I 
 
 
 
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 trust I shall, Be mention'd in 
 trust I shall, Be mention'd in 
 
 the promis'd land, 
 the promis'd land. 
 
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 2 My sister I wish you well, &c. 
 S My father I wish you well, &c. 
 
 4 My mother I wish you well, &c. 
 
 5 My neighbors I wish you well, &c. 
 
 6 My pastor I wish you well, &c. 
 
 7 Young converts I wish you well, 8lc. 
 
 8 Poor sinner I wish you well, Sec. 
 
43 
 
 The God of Abraham. 
 
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 1. The God of Abraham praise, Who reigns enthron'd a- 
 2. The God of Abraham praise, At whose supreme command 
 
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 bove; Ancient of ev-er - lasting days. And God of love; 
 From earth I rise — and seek the joys At his right hand: 
 
 
 Jehovah, Great I Am! By earth and heav'n con-fess'd; I 
 I all on earth for-sake, Its wisdom, fame, and power, 
 
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 bow and bless the sacred name, For-ev - er bless'd. 
 And him my on-ly portion make, My shield and tower. 
 
 3 The God of Abraham praise; 
 Whose all-sufficient grace 
 Shall guide me a!) my happy days, 
 
 In all his ways : 
 He calls a worm his friend. 
 He calls himself my Goa ! 
 And he shall save me to the end. 
 Through Jesus' blood. 
 
MILLENNIAL HARP. 49 
 
 4 He by Himself hath sworn, 
 
 1 on his oath depend, 
 I shall on eagles' wings upborne 
 
 To Heaven ascend : 
 I shall behold his face, 
 
 I shall his power adore. 
 And sing the wonders of liis grace 
 
 Forevermore. 
 
 SECOND PART. 
 
 5 Though nature's strength decay, 
 
 And earth and hell withstand. 
 To Canaan's bounds 1 urge my way, 
 
 At his command : 
 The watery deep I pass, 
 
 With Jesus in my view; 
 And thro' the howling wilderness, 
 
 My way pursue. 
 
 6 The goodly land I see. 
 
 With peace and plenty bless'd ! 
 A land of sacred liberty, 
 
 And endless rest; 
 There milk and honey flow. 
 
 And oil and wine abound ; 
 And trees of life forever grow, 
 
 With mercy crowned. 
 
 7 There dwells the Lord our King, 
 
 The Lord our righteousness. 
 Triumphant o'er the world and sin. 
 
 The Prince of Peace . 
 On Sion's sacred height 
 
 His kingdom still maintains ; 
 And glorious, with his saints in light. 
 
 Forever reigns. 
 
 8 He keeps his own secure. 
 
 He guards them by his side, 
 Arravs in garments white and pure, 
 
 His spoTless bride ; 
 With streams of sacred bliss, 
 
 With groves of living joys. 
 With all the fruits of paradise, 
 
 He still supplies. 
 
 9 Before the Holy One, 
 
 They all exulting stand, 
 And tell the wonders he hath done. 
 
 Through all their land. 
 The listening spheres attend, 
 
 And swell the growing fame, 
 And sing in songs which never end 
 [6] The wondrous Name. 
 
50 
 
 Luther's Hymn. 
 
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 The Judge of man I see appear, On 
 
 
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 end of things ere 
 clouds of glo - rv 
 
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MILLENNIAI. HARP. 51 
 
 Judgment. 
 
 1 
 
 Great God, what do I see and hear! 
 
 The end of things created! 
 The Judge of man I see appear, 
 
 On clouds of glory seated; 
 The trumpet sounds; the graves restore 
 The dead which they contain'd before: 
 
 Prepare, my soul, to meet him. 
 
 2 
 
 The dead in Christ shall first arise, 
 
 At the last trumpet's sounding, 
 Caught up to meet him in the skies, 
 
 With joy their Lord surrounding 
 No gloomy fears their souls dismay 
 His presence sheds eternal day 
 
 On those prepared to meet him. 
 
 3 
 But sinners, fill'd with guilty fears, 
 
 Behold his wrath prevailing, 
 For they shall rise, and tind their tears 
 
 And sighs are unavailing: 
 The day of grace is past and gone; 
 Trembling they stand before the throne, 
 
 All unprepared to meet him. 
 
 4 
 Great God, what do I see and hear! 
 
 The end of things created! 
 The Judge of man I see appear, 
 
 On clouds of glory seated: 
 Beneath his cross I view the day 
 When heaven and earth shall pass away 
 
 And thus prepare to meet him. 
 
52 
 
 Wandering Pikrims. 
 
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 trib - u - la - tion, And with sin are sore distress' 
 
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 Christ hath sent me 
 
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 in - vite you, To a 
 
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MILLENNIAL HARP. 53 
 
 vent you, Come, the rich pro - vi - sion taste. 
 
 2 If you have a heart lamenting 
 
 And bemoan your wretched case, 
 Come to Jesus Christ, repenting. 
 He will give you gospel grace: 
 If you want a heart to fear him, 
 Love and serve him here below; 
 • With your troubles now draw near him, 
 He the blessing will bestow. 
 
 S If, like poor Bartimeus blinded. 
 
 You bewail the want of sight. 
 Cry to Jesus, son of David, 
 
 He will give you gospel light: 
 If no one appear to help you. 
 
 All their eflbrts prove but talk : 
 Jesus ready waits to heal you, 
 
 He will bid you rise and walk. 
 
 4 If, like Peter, you are sinking 
 
 In the sea of unbelief; 
 Wait with patient, constant praying, 
 
 Christ will grant you sweet relief. 
 Are you weary, heavy laden ? 
 
 He will give you sweet repose; 
 Bear his light and easy burden. 
 
 He shall conquer all your foes. 
 
 5 He will give you grace and glory, 
 
 All your wants shall be supplied : 
 Canaan, Canaan, lies before you. 
 
 Rise, and cross the swelling tide. 
 Death shall not destroy your comfort, 
 
 Christ shall gtride you thro' the gloom, 
 Down he'll send an heavenly convoy, 
 
 To convey you to his home. 
 [5*] 
 
54 
 
 Lift your Heads. 
 
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 Christ to all 
 
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 Mark the 
 
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 2 Hear all nature's groans proclaiming 
 Nature's swift approaching doom! 
 War, and pestilence, and famine, 
 Signify the wrath to'come; 
 
 Cleaves the centre. 
 Nations rush into the tomb. 
 
MILLExNxNlAL HARP. 55 
 
 3 Close behind the tribulation 
 
 Of the last tremendous days, 
 See the flaming Revelation! 
 See the universal blaze! 
 
 Earth and heaven 
 Melt before the Judge's face. 
 
 4 Sun and moon are both confounded, 
 
 Darken'd into endless night, 
 When with angel-hosts surrounded, 
 In his Father's glory bright, 
 
 Beams the Savior, 
 Shines the everlasting light. 
 
 5 See the stars from heaven falling ! 
 
 Hark ! on earth the doleful cry! 
 Men on rocks and mountains calling. 
 While the frowning Judge draws nigh; 
 
 Hide us, hide us, 
 Rock and mountains, from his eye! 
 
 6 With what different exclamation 
 
 Shall the saints his banner see! 
 By the monuments of his passion, 
 By the marks received for me! 
 
 All discern him. 
 All with shouts cry out— '"Tis He!" 
 
 7 "Lo! 'tis He! our heart's desire, 
 
 Come for his espoused below; 
 Come to join us with the choir. 
 Come to make our joys o'erflow: 
 
 Palms of victory, 
 Crowns of glory to bestow." 
 
 8 Yes, the prize shall sure be given; 
 
 We his open face shall see: 
 Love, the earnest of our heaven, 
 Love our full reward shall be, 
 
 Love shall crown us 
 Kings thro' all eternity 
 
56 
 
 Day of Judgment. 
 
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MILLENNIAL HARP. 57 
 
 The Judgment. 
 
 2 Hear the sinner thus lamenting, 
 
 At the thoughts of future pain; 
 Cries and tears he now is venting, 
 But he cries and weeps in vain: 
 
 Greatly mourning 
 That he ne'er was born again. 
 
 3 *' Yonder stands the glorious Savior, 
 
 With the marks of dying love; 
 Oh, that I had sought his favor, 
 When I felt his Spirit move! 
 
 Doomed justly, 
 For I have against him strove. 
 
 4 "All his warnings I have slighted. 
 
 While he daily sought my soul; 
 If some vows to him I plighted, 
 Yet for sin I broke the whole: 
 
 Golden moments, 
 How neglected did they roll! 
 
 5 " Yonder stand my godly neighbors, 
 
 Who were once despised by me; 
 They are clad in dazzling splendor. 
 Waiting my sad fate to see — 
 
 Farewell, neighbors; 
 Dismal gulf! I'm bound for thee! 
 
 6 Now, despisers, look and wonder, 
 
 Hope and sinners here must part; 
 Louder than a peal of thunder. 
 
 Hear the dreadful sound, " Depart." 
 
 Lost forever! 
 How it quails the sinner's heart! 
 
 See "■Mill. .V»ts."— Hy. 69, p. 71.— Hy. 67, p. 79.— Hy. 75, p. 97. 
 
»8 Canaan. 
 
 1 Together let us sweetly live, I am bound for the land of Canaan; \ 
 Together let us sweetly die, I am bound for the land of Canaau. ) 
 
 O Canaan, it is mv happy home, I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
 
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 Ifyou^et there before I do, I am bound for the land of Canaan. 
 Look out for me, I'm coming too, I am bound, &,c. 
 
 O Canaan, bright Canaan, &c. 
 3 
 I have some friends before me gone, I am bound, &c. 
 And I'm resolved to travel on, I am bound, &c. 
 
 Canaan, bright Canaan, &c. 
 4 
 Our songs of praise shall fill the skies, I am bound, &c. 
 While higher still our joys they rise, I am bound, &c. 
 
 Canaan, bright Canaan, &c. 
 5 
 Then come with me, beloved friend, I am bound, &c. 
 The joys of heaven shall never end, I am bound, &c. 
 
 O Canaan, bright Canaan, &c. 
 
MILLENNIAL HARP. 59 
 
 The Pilgrim's Lot. 
 
 1 How happy is the pilgrim's lot, 
 
 I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
 How free from ev'ry anxious thought, 
 I am bound for the land of Canaan. 
 
 Canaan! bright Canaan! 
 
 1 am bound for the land of Canaan, 
 
 Canaan, it is mv happv home, 
 
 1 am bound for the land of Canaan. 
 
 2 Nothing on earth I call my o'.vn, 
 
 I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
 A stranger to the world unknown, 
 I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
 O Canaan, &.c. 
 
 3 I trample on the whole delight, 
 
 I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
 And seek a city out of sight, 
 I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
 O Canaan, &.c. 
 
 4 There is my house and portion fair, 
 
 I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
 My treasure and my heart are there, 
 I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
 O Canaan, kc. 
 
 5 P^'or me my elder brethren stay, 
 
 I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
 And angels beckon me away, 
 1 am bound for the land of Canaan, 
 O Canaan, &.c. 
 
60 Invitation. 
 
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 I To sing the Sa-vior's dy-ing love — Will you 
 
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 go ? Will you go ? 
 
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 Millions have reach'dthis 
 
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 blest abode, A - noint-ed kings and priests to God. 
 
MILLENNIAL HARP. 61 
 
 We're going to see the bleeding Lamb, — Will you go ? 
 
 In rapturous strains to praise his name, — Will you go : 
 The crown of life we there shall wear. 
 The conqueror's palms our hands sliall bear, 
 
 And all the joys of heaven we'll share, — Will you go,' 
 
 3 
 
 We're going to join the Heavenly Choir, — Will you go ? 
 To raise our voice and tune the lyre, — Will you go ? 
 
 There saints and angels i:l. idly sing, 
 
 Hosanna to their God and King, 
 And make the heavenly arches nag, — Wfil you go ? 
 
 4 
 Ye weary, heavy laden, cotne, — Will you go ? 
 In the blest house there still is room, — Will you go ? 
 
 The Lord is waiting to receive, " 
 
 If thou wilt on him now believe, 
 He'll give thy troubled conscience ease, — Come believe! 
 
 5 
 The way to Heaven is free for all — Will ynu go ? 
 For Jew and Gentile — great and small, — Will you go ? 
 
 Make up your mind, give God your heart. 
 
 With every sin and idol part, 
 And now for glorv, make a start, — Come away! 
 
 6 
 The way to Heaven is strait and plain, — Will you go ? 
 Repent, believe, be born again, — Will you go ? 
 
 The Savior cries aloud to ihee, 
 
 "Take up thy croas and follou' trie," 
 And thou shalt my salvation see, — Come to me! 
 
 7 
 0, could I hear some sinner say, — I will go? 
 I'll start this moment, clear the way, — Let me go! 
 My old companions, fare }ou well, 
 I will not go with you to hell, 
 I mean with Jesus Christ to dw^ell, — Let me go! Fare you 
 [6] [well. 
 
62 Don't YOU see my Jesus coming. 
 
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 Don't you see my Jesus coming? See him come in yonder cloud, 
 With ten thousand angels round him,How they do my Jesus crowd. 
 
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 I am bound for the kingdom, Will you go to glory with me. 
 
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Come to Jesus. 63 
 
 Come to 
 
 
 Je-sus, Come to Je-sus, Come to 
 -f - ^--a-T"* — <• 
 
 - - -I 1 ajl. - 
 
 Je-sus, Come to Je-sus, Come to 
 
 --&- 
 
 — !-- r-t — ^'^H- 
 
 Jesus, just now. 
 
 
 2 He is willing, Just now. 
 
 3 lie is able, Just now. 
 
 4 He is knocking, Just now. 
 
 5 Can you hate liim, Just now. 
 
 6 Time is flying, Just now. 
 
 7 Will you linger, Just now. 
 
 8 Come poor sinner, Just now. 
 
 9 Hell is burning, Just now. 
 
 10 Come my neighbors.Just now 
 
 11 Christ is pleading, Just now. 
 
 12 Do not slight him, Just now. 
 
 13 Come ye wounded, Just now. 
 
 14 Shame the Devil, Just now. 
 
 15 O be honest, Just now. 
 
 16 God is waiting. Just now. 
 
 17 Christ may leave you,Just now, 
 
 18 Get religion, Just now. 
 
 19 Love the Savior, Just now, 
 
 20 Pray on brethren, Just now. 
 
 21 Pray on sisters, Just now. 
 
 22 Satan trembles. Just now. 
 
 23 Heaven rejoices. Just now. 
 
 24 If you hate him, Just now. 
 
 25 You'll repent it, So soon. 
 
 26 O the Judgment, So soon. 
 
 27 Death is coming. So soon. 
 
 28 Death and judgment. So soon. 
 
 29 Hell or heaven, So soon. , 
 
 30 All is over, So soon. 
 
64 Blessing of the New Covenant. ^ 
 
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 1. Ye who know your sins forgiven, And are happy in the Lord. 
 
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 Have you read that gracious promise, Which is left up-on re-cord : 
 
 
 
 I will sprinkle you with wa-ter 
 .0-W 
 
 I will cleanse you from all sin 
 
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Sancti - fy and make you ho - ly 
 
 MILLENNIAL HARP. 
 
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 65 
 
 
 I will dwell and reign within. 
 
 
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 *r4fcfci:*I:*r*:5.e=f|rrtit=ttd-p: 
 
 X ± t.^^_^JJ ^ J. !._ 
 
 Tho' you have much peace and 
 
 comfort, 
 Greater things you yet may find, 
 Freedom from unholy tempers. 
 Freedom from the carnal mind. 
 To procure your perfect freedom, 
 Jesus suffer'd, groan'd, and died, 
 On the cross the healing fountain, 
 Gushed from his wounded side. 
 
 Be as holy and as happy, 
 And as useful here below, 
 As it is your Father's pleasure, 
 Jesus, only Jesus know. 
 Spread, O spread the holy fire, 
 Tell, O tell what God has done, 
 Till the nations are conformed 
 To the image of his Sou. 
 
 If you have obtained this treasure, Witnesses might be produced, 
 Search and you shall surely find Of this glorious work of love. 
 All the Christian marks and graces, Paul and James, and John and Peter, 
 Planted, growing, in your mind. Long before they went above. 
 Perfect fuith,and perfect patience, Hundreds, thousands,tens of thousands, 
 Perfect lowliness, and then Have, and do, and will appear ; 
 
 Perfect hope,and perfect meekness, Let me ask the solemn question. 
 Perfect love for God and man. Has the Lord a witness here. 
 
 But be sure to gain the witness, 
 Which abides both day and night ; 
 This your God has plainly promis'd, 
 This is like a stream of light. 
 While you keep the blesse(if<l|itness, 
 AH is clear and calm withfn ; 
 God himself assures you by it 
 That your heart is cleansed from 
 sin. 
 
 [6*] 
 
 Wake up brother, wake up sister, 
 Seek, O seek this holy state; 
 None but holy ones can enter 
 Thro' the pure celestial gate. ^ 
 Can you hear the tho't of losing 
 All the joys that are above .' 
 No, my brother, no, my sister, 
 God will perfect you in love. 
 
66 
 
 I want to wear the cfown. 
 
 ■* 
 
 1. Jesus, my all to heav'n is gone ; I want to wear the 
 2. The way the holy prophets went,! want to wear the 
 
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 crown, He whom I fix my hopes upon; I want to wear the 
 crown, The road that leads from banishmentj I want to wear the 
 
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 crown, Oh my heart says praise the Lord, [Lord. 
 
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 MILLENNIAL HARP. 67 
 
 3 His track I see, and I'll pursue, 
 
 I want to wear the crown. 
 The narrow way, till him I view, 
 I want to wear the crown; 
 Oh my heart says, &c. 
 
 4 The King's highway of holiness, 
 
 I want to wear the crown, 
 I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 
 I want to wear the crown. 
 Oh my heart says, &c. 
 
 5 Lo! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, 
 
 I want to wear the crown, 
 Shalt take me to thee whose I am; 
 I want to wear the crown, 
 Oh my heart says, &c. 
 
 6 Nothing but sin have I to give, 
 
 I want to wear the crown, 
 Nothing but love shall I receive. 
 
 I want to wear the crown, i 
 
 Oh my heart says praise, &c. 
 
 7 Then will I tell to sinners round, 
 
 I want to wear the crown. 
 What a dear Savior I have found, 
 I want to wear the crown, 
 Oh my heart says, &c. 
 
 8 I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
 
 I want to wear the crown. 
 And say, ' Behold the way to God!' 
 I want to wear the crown. 
 Oh my heart says, &,c. 
 
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 p 1. The night is wearing fast away, /A streak of light is dawning, 
 
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 Hark! hark! the trumpets glad'ning sound, 
 
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 In cheerful strains to greet him. 
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 While bridal strains are swelling; 
 He comes, with thee all joys to share, 
 And make this earth his dwelling. 
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 A flood of splendor streaming! 
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 Faith-clad arms in lazy lock? 
 Up, O up, thou drowsy soldier; 
 
 Worlds are charging to the shock. 
 
 3 Worlds are charging — heaven beholding; 
 
 Thou hast but an hour to fight; 
 Now the blazoned cross unfolding, 
 
 On — right onward, for the right. 
 On! let all the soul within you 
 
 For the truth's sake go abroad! 
 Strike! let every nerve and sinew 
 
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 2 No tranquil joys on earth 1 know, 
 
 No peaceful sheltering dome; 
 This world's a wilderness of wo, 
 This world is not my home. 
 
 3 To Jesus Christ I sought for rest, 
 
 He bade me cease to roam; 
 
 And fly for succor to his breast, 
 
 And he'd conduct me home. 
 
 4 I would at once have quit this place, 
 
 Where foes in fury roam, 
 But ah! my passport was not sealed, 
 1 could not yet go home. 
 
 5 When by afliictions sharply tried,- 
 
 I view the gaping tomb; 
 Although I dread death's chilling flood, 
 Yet still I sigh for home. 
 
 6 Weary of wandering round and round, 
 
 This vale of sin and gloom; 
 I long to leave th'unhallowed ground, 
 And dwell with Christ at home. 
 
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ADVERTISEMENT. 
 
 The believers in the second advent of the Lord Jesus 
 Christ at hand, have for some time felt the need of a col- 
 lection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, which were in 
 accordance with their views of the advent and glorified 
 kingdom of Christ. In order to meet this demand, the fol- 
 lowing hymns have been carefully selected from various 
 authors, in Europe and America. The compilers have 
 taken the liberty to amend and abridge them, when re- 
 quired. 
 
 It is commended to the faithful in Christ, who are 
 looking for his approach, and who expect soon to unite 
 in the new song, with the redeemed of every kindred, 
 tongue^ and nation. 
 
 THE COMPILERS. 
 
 i 
 
PROLOGUE. 
 
 The Savior comes, his advent 's nigh ; 
 He soon will rend the azure sky. 
 Descending swift to earth again, 
 When God shall dwell indeed with men ! 
 O happy day, when wars shall cease, 
 And ransomed earth be filled with peace ; 
 When sin and death no more shall reign, 
 And Eden bloom on earth again ! 
 
 Saints, lift your heads, that day is near, 
 When your Redeemer shall appear, 
 To take the kingdom and the crown, 
 And make his ransomed bride his own. 
 Shall not his people sing for joy? 
 Shall not the church their songs employ ? 
 Sing, ye who will — sing while ye may, 
 And shout for joy th' approaching day. 
 
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THE NEW JERUSALEM. 
 
 HYMN 1. C. M. 
 
 1 Lo, what a glorious sight appears 
 
 To our believing eyes ; 
 The earth and seas are passed away, 
 And the old rolling skies ! 
 
 2 From the third heaven, where God 
 
 resides, 
 That holy, happy place, 
 The New Jerusalem comes down, 
 Adorned with shining grace. 
 
 3 Attending angels shout for joy, 
 
 And the bright armies sing, 
 
 " Mortals, behold the sacred seat 
 
 Of your descending King ! 
 
 4 " The God of glory down to men 
 
 Removes his blest abode ; 
 Men are the objects of his love, 
 And he their gracious God. 
 
b THE NEW JERUSALEM. 
 
 5 " His own soft hand shall wipe the 
 
 tears 
 From every weeping eye ; 
 And pains, and groans, and griefs, and 
 
 fears, 
 And death itself shall die." 
 
 6 How bright the vision ! 0, how long 
 
 Shall this glad hour delay ! 
 Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, 
 And bring the welcome day. 
 
 HYMN 2. C. M. 
 
 1 Jerusalem, my happy home, 
 
 0, how I long for thee ! 
 When will my sorrows have an end ? 
 Thy joys when shall I see ? 
 
 2 Thy walls are all of precious stone, 
 
 Most glorious to behold ; 
 Thy gates are richly set with pearl, 
 Thy streets are paved with gold. 
 
 3 Thy garden and thy pleasant walks 
 
 My study long have been ; 
 Such dazzling views by human sight 
 Have never yet been seen. 
 
THE NEW JERUSALEM. 7 
 
 4 If heaven be thus glorious, Lord, 
 
 Why should I stay from thence. 
 What folly 's this that I should dread 
 To die, and go from hence. 
 
 5 Keach down, Lord, thine arm of 
 
 grace. 
 And cause me to ascend. 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And Sabbaths never end. 
 
 6 When we 've been there ten thousand 
 
 years, 
 Bright shining as the sun, 
 We 've no less days to sing God's 
 praise 
 Than when we first begun. 
 
 HYMN 3. 8 & 7. 
 
 1 Glohious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Zion, city of our God I 
 He whose word cannot be broken, 
 
 Formed thee for his own abode. 
 On the Rock of ages founded, 
 
 What can shake thy sure repose ? 
 With salvation's walls surrounded, 
 
 Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 
 
THE NEW JERUSALEM. 
 
 See ! the streams of living waters, 
 
 Springing from eternal love, 
 Well supply thy sons and daughters, 
 
 And all fear of want remove. 
 Who can faint while such a river 
 
 Ever flows their thirst t' assuage? 
 Grace, which like the Lord, the giver, 
 
 Never fails from age to age ? 
 
 Blest inhabitants of Zion, 
 
 Washed in the Redeemer's blood ! 
 Jesus, whom their souls rely on. 
 
 Makes them kings and priests to 
 God: 
 'Tis his love his people raises 
 
 Over self to reign as kings; 
 And as priests, his solemn praises 
 
 Each for a thank-offering brings. 
 
 Savior, if of Zion's city 
 
 I, throug-h grace, a member am, 
 Let the world deride or pity, 
 
 I will glory in thy name. 
 Fading is the worldling's pleasure, 
 
 All his boasted pomp and show; 
 Solid joys and lasting treasure 
 
 None but Zion's children know. 
 
THE NEW JERUSALEM. \f 
 
 HYMN 4. CM. 
 
 1 Arise and shine, Zion fair, 
 
 Behold, thy light is come. 
 Thy glorious conquering King is near, 
 
 To take his exiles home ; 
 The trumpet's sounding through the 
 sky 
 
 To set poor sinners free ; 
 The day of wonders now is nigh, 
 
 The year of jubilee. 
 
 2 Arise, ye nations under ground, 
 
 Before the Judge appear; 
 All tongues, all languages, shall come, 
 
 Their final doom to hear. 
 King Jesus on his azure throne. 
 
 Ten thousand angels round ; 
 While Gabriel, with his silver trump. 
 
 Echoes the dreadful sound. 
 
 3 The glorious news of gospel grace 
 
 With sinners now is o'er; 
 The trump in Zion now is still, 
 
 And to be blown no more * 
 The watchmen all have left their 
 walls, 
 
 And with their flocks above, 
 
10 THE NEW JERUSALEM. 
 
 On Canaan's happy shore they sing, 
 And shout redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN 5. 6 lines 8s. 
 
 Leader of faithful souls, and guide 
 Of all that travel to the sky, 
 
 Come, and with us, e'en us, abide. 
 Who would on thee alone rely; 
 On thee alone our spirits stay, 
 While held in life's uneven way. 
 
 Strangers and pilgnms here below, 
 This earth, we know, is not our 
 place ; 
 
 But hasten through the vale of wo, 
 And restless to behold thy face. 
 
 Swift to our heavenly country move, 
 
 Our everlasting home above. 
 
 We have no 'biding city here. 
 But seek a city out of sight ; 
 
 Thither our steady course we steer, 
 Aspiring to the plains of light, 
 
 Jerusalem, the saints' abode. 
 
 Whose founder is the living- God. 
 
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 THE NEW JERUSALEM. 11 
 
 SECOND PART. 
 
 4 Patient th' appointed race to run, 
 
 This weary world we cast behind ; 
 From strength to strength we travel on, 
 
 The New Jerusalem to find ; 
 Our labor this, our only aim, 
 To find the New Jerusalem. 
 
 5 Through thee, who all our sins hast 
 
 borne, 
 
 Freely and graciously forgiven, 
 With songs to Zion we return, 
 
 Contending for our native heaven, 
 That palace of our glorious King ; 
 We find it nearer while we sing. 
 
 6 Raised by the breath of love divine, 
 
 We urge our way with strength 
 renewed, 
 The church of the first-born to join ; 
 
 We travel to the mount of God ; 
 With joy upon our heads arise. 
 And meet our Savior in the skies. 
 
 HYMN 6. 8 lines 8s. 
 1 I LONG to behold him arrayed 
 
 With glory and light from above; 
 The King in his beauty displayed, 
 His beauty of holiest love : 
 
12 THE NEW JERUSALEM. 
 
 I languish and sig-h to be there, 
 Where Jesus hath fixed his abode : 
 
 when shall we meet in the air, 
 And fly to the mountain of God ! 
 
 2 With him I on Sion shall stand. 
 
 For Jesus has spoken the word, 
 The breadth of Immanuel's land 
 
 Survey by the light of my Lord. 
 But when, on thy bosom reclined, 
 
 Thy face I am strengthened to see, 
 My fulness of rapture I find, 
 
 My heaven of heavens in thee. 
 
 3 How happy the people that dwell 
 
 Secure in the city above ! 
 No pain the inhabitants feel, 
 
 No sickness or sorrow shall prove : 
 Physician of souls, unto me 
 
 Forgiveness and holiness give ; 
 And then from the body set free, 
 
 And then to the city receive. 
 
 HYMN 7. 8 lines 8s. 
 1 Away with our sorrow and fear, 
 We soon shall recover our home; 
 The city of saints shall appear ; 
 The day of eternity come. 
 
THE NEW JERUSALEM. 13 
 
 From earth we shall quickly remove, 
 And mount to our native abode; 
 
 The house of our Father above, 
 The palace of angels and God. 
 
 2 Our mourning is all at an end, 
 
 When, raised by the life-giving 
 Word, 
 We see the new city descend, 
 
 Adorned as a bride for her Lord : 
 The city so holy and clean. 
 
 No sorrow can breathe in the air; 
 No gloom of affliction or sin ; 
 
 No shadow of evil is there I 
 
 3 By faith we already behold 
 
 That lovely Jerusalem here ; 
 Her walls are of jasper and gold, 
 
 As crystal her buildings are clear: 
 Immovably founded in grace, 
 
 She stands, as she ever hath stood. 
 And. brightly her Builder displays, 
 
 And flames with the glory of God. 
 
 4 No need of the sun in thai day. 
 
 Which never is followed by night, 
 Where Jesus's beauties display 
 A pure and a permanent light : 
 
14 THE NEW JERUSALEM. 
 
 The Lamb is their light and their sun, 
 And, lo ! by reflection they shine ; 
 
 With Jesus ineffably one, 
 
 And bright in effulgence divine ! 
 
 5 The saints in his presence receive 
 Their great and eternal reward; 
 In Jesus, in heaven they live. 
 
 They reign in the smile of their 
 Lord ! 
 The flame of angelical love 
 Is kindled at Jesus's face ; 
 And all the enjoyment above 
 Consists in the rapturous gaze. 
 
 HYMN 8. C. M. 
 
 1 Jerusalem, Jerusalem, 
 
 Zion shall yet arise 
 In all the beauty of the Lord, 
 
 Beneath thy own fair skies. 
 When thou shalt come bowed down 
 and low, 
 
 Repentant and- in tears. 
 With offerings of broken hearts, 
 
 And faith of holy seers. 
 
 2 Jerusalem, Jerusalem, 
 
 Messiah, he is king; 
 
THE NEW JERUSALEM. 15 
 
 Lift up thy voice from every hill, 
 
 Let every valley sing; 
 Lengthen thy cords, strengthen thy 
 stakes. 
 
 Break out on every hand, 
 Thou blessed of the Lord of hosts, 
 
 And glory of the land. 
 
 HYMN 9. 4 8s & 2 6s. 
 
 1 How happy is the pilgrim's lot ; 
 How free from every anxious thought, 
 
 From worldly hope and fear ! 
 Confined to neither court nor cell, 
 His soul disdains on earth to dwell, 
 
 He only sojourns here. 
 
 2 This happiness in part is mine, 
 Already saved from low design. 
 
 From every creature love ! 
 Blest with the scorn of finite good. 
 My soul is lightened of its load, 
 
 And seeks the things above. 
 
 3 The things eternal I pursue ; 
 A happiness beyond the view 
 
 Of those that basely pant 
 
16 THE NEW JERUSALEM. 
 
 For things by nature felt and seen ; 
 
 Their honors, wealth, and pleasures 
 
 mean, 
 
 I neither have nor want. 
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 4 No foot of land do I possess, 
 No cottage in this wilderness; 
 
 A poor, way-faring man, 
 I lodge awhile in tents below, 
 Or gladly wander to and fro, 
 
 Till I my Canaan gain. 
 
 5 Nothing on earth I call my own ; 
 A stranger, to the world unknown, 
 
 I all their goods despise ; 
 I trample on their whole delight, 
 And seek a city out of sight, 
 
 A city in the skies. 
 
 6 There is my house and portion fair ; 
 My treasure and m.y heart are there, 
 
 And my abiding home. 
 For me my elder brethren stay. 
 And angels beckon me away. 
 
 And Jesus bids me come ! 
 
 7 I come ! thy servant, Lord, replies ; 
 I come to meet thee in the skies. 
 
 And claim my heavenly rest ! 
 
THE NEW JERUSALEM. 17 
 
 Now let the pilgrim's journey end ; 
 Now, my Savior, Brother, Friend, 
 Receive me to thy breast ! 
 
 HYMN 10. 8s. 
 
 1 A CITY appears to our view, 
 
 Where pilgrims will ever reside ; 
 If faithful they prove and are true, 
 
 Will dwell with the Lamb as his 
 bride. 
 From heaven this city descends, 
 
 Above the ethereal blue; 
 The saints will inhabit it when 
 
 To earth they have all bade adieu 
 
 2 No sun shall illumine that land, 
 
 Nor stars in its galaxy shine ; 
 But order and harmony grand 
 
 Will be in each portion sublime. 
 No darkness shall ever prevail, 
 
 But light inexpressible reign ; 
 No demon our rights shall assail, 
 
 To mar in that heavenly plain. 
 
 3 The walls of this city are high, 
 
 Her light 's like a jasper most clear ; 
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18 THE NEW JERUSALEM. 
 
 When she falls from the azure blue , 
 
 sky, 
 She will dwell with the holy who 
 fear. 
 Its streets are pellucid, fine gold ; 
 
 No temple, but God and the Lamb, 
 Our eyes shall there ever behold. 
 For they are the light of that land. 
 
 HYMN 11. 5&6. 
 
 1 TELL me no more 
 
 Of this world's vain store, 
 The time for such trifles 
 
 With me now is o'er. [ 
 
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 Where true joys abound; j 
 
 To dwell I 'm determined 
 On this happy ground. 
 
 3 My soul, don't delay. 
 He calls thee away ; 
 Rise, follow thy Savior, 
 And bless the glad day. 
 
KINGDOM OF GOD, 
 
 HYMN 12. L. M. 
 
 1 Thy kingdom come ! thus, day by 
 
 day, 
 We lift our hands to God and pray; 
 But who has ever duly weighed 
 The meaning of the words he said ? 
 
 2 Thy kingdom come ! day of joy. 
 When praise shall every tongue em- 
 ploy ; 
 
 When hatred, strife and battles cease, 
 And man with man shall be at peace. 
 
 3 Then bears and wolves, no longer 
 
 wild, 
 Obey the leading of a child ; 
 The lions with the oxen eat, 
 And dust shall be the serpent's meat. 
 
20 KINGDOM OF GOD. 
 
 4 Then all shall know and serve the 
 
 Lord, 
 And walk according to his word ; 
 His glory spread around shall be, 
 As waters cover o'er the sea. 
 
 5 God's holy will shall then be done 
 By all who live beneath the sun; 
 And every evil will remove, 
 
 For God will reign, and " God is love." 
 
 HYMN 13. L. M. 
 
 Great God, whose universal sway 
 All heaven reveres, all worlds obey, 
 Now make the Savior's glory known, 
 Extend his power, exalt his throne. 
 
 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, 
 Angels submit to his commands; 
 His justice shall protect the poor, 
 And pride and rage prevail no more. 
 
 With power he vindicates the just. 
 And treads th' oppressor in the dust ; 
 His righteous government shall last. 
 Till days, and years, and time be past. 
 
KINGDOM OF GOD. 21 
 
 HYMN 14. L. M. 
 
 1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
 Does his successive journeys run ; 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to 
 
 shore, 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no 
 more. 
 
 2 To him shall endless prayers be made, 
 And praises throng to crown his head ; 
 His name, like sweet perfume shall 
 
 rise 
 With every daily sacrifice. 
 
 3 Blessinf^s abound where'er he reis^ns ; 
 The prisoner leaps to loose his chains; 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 
 And all the sons of want are blessed. 
 
 4 Where he displays his healing power, 
 The sting of death is known no more ; 
 In him the sons of Adam boast 
 More blessings than their father lost. 
 
 HYMN 15. 7 & 6. 
 
 1 Hail to the Lord's anointed ! 
 Great David's greater Son ; 
 
22 KINGDOM OF GOD. 
 
 Hail in the time appointed, 
 His reign on earth begun ! 
 
 He comes to break oppression, 
 To set the captive free ; 
 
 To take away transgression. 
 And rule in equity. 
 
 2 He comes with succor speedy, 
 
 To those who sutler wrong ; 
 To help the poor and needy, 
 
 And bid the weak be strong; 
 To give them songs for sighing. 
 
 Their darkness turn to light. 
 Whose souls, condemned and dying, 
 
 Were precious in his sight. 
 
 3 He shall come down, like showers. 
 
 Upon the fruitful earth. 
 And love and joy, like flowers, 
 
 Spring in his path to birth ; 
 Before him, on the mountains, 
 
 Shall peace, the herald, go. 
 And righteousness in fountains 
 
 From hill to valley flow. 
 
 4 For him shall prayer unceasing 
 
 And daily vows ascend ; 
 
KINGDOM OF GOD. 23 
 
 His kingdom still increasing, 
 A kingdom without end ; 
 
 The tide of time shall never 
 His covenant remove ; 
 
 His name shall stand forever ; 
 That name to us is — Love. 
 
 HYMN 16. 10s. 
 
 1 The Savior comes, by ancient bards 
 
 foretold ; 
 Hear him, ye deaf, and all ye blind, 
 
 behold ! 
 'T is he the obstructed paths of sound 
 
 shall clear, 
 And bid new music charm th' unfold- 
 
 2 No more shall nation against nation 
 rise. 
 
 Nor ardent warriors meet with hate- 
 ful eyes. 
 
 No fields with gleaming steel be cov- 
 ered o'er, 
 
 The brazen trumpets kindle rage no 
 more. 
 
24 KINGDOM OF GOD. 
 
 3 The lambs with wolves shall graze 
 
 the verdant mead, 
 
 And boys in flowery bands the tiger 
 lead ; 
 
 The steer and lion at one crib shall 
 meet, 
 
 And harmless serpents lick the pil- 
 grim's feet. 
 
 4 Rise, crowned with light, imperial 
 
 Salem, rise ! 
 Exalt thy towery head, and lift thy 
 
 eyes ! 
 See barbarous nations at thy gates 
 
 attend, 
 Walk in thy light, and in thy temple 
 
 bend. 
 
 5 The seas shall waste, the skies in 
 
 smoke decay. 
 Rocks fall to dust, and mountains 
 
 melt away ; 
 But fixed his word, his saving power 
 
 remains, 
 Thy realm forever lasts — Messiah 
 
 reigns. 
 
KINGDOM OF GOD. 25 
 
 HYMN 17. 7 & 6. 
 
 1 From Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 From India's coral strand, 
 / Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 Roll down their golden sand ; 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land from error's chain. 
 
 2 What though the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle — 
 Though every prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile ? — 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strown ; 
 The heathen in his blindness 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
 
 By wisdom from on high — 
 Shall we to man benighted 
 
 The lamp of life deny ? — 
 Salvation I — oh, salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learnt Messiah's name. 
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26 KINGDOM OF GOD. 
 
 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story; 
 
 And you, ye waters, roll, 
 Till, like a sea of glory, 
 
 It spreads from pole to pole ; 
 Till o'er our ransomed nature, 
 
 The Lamb for sinners slain, 
 -Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 
 Returns in bliss to reign. 
 
 HYMN 18. S. M. 
 
 1 Rejoice ! the Lord is King I 
 
 Your Lord and King adore ; 
 Ye ransomed saints, give thanks and 
 sing, 
 And triumph evermore ! 
 
 2 The mighty Savior reigns, 
 
 The God of truth and love ; 
 When he himself had purged our 
 stains, 
 He took his seat above. 
 
 3 His kingdom cannot fail ; 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heaven ; 
 The sovereign keys of death and hell 
 Into his hands are given. 
 
 4 He sits at God's right hand, 
 
 Till all his foes submit, 
 
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KINGDOM OF GOD. 27 
 
 And humbly bow to his command, 
 And fall beneath his feet. 
 
 Kejoice in glorious hope ! 
 
 Jesus, the Judge, shall come, 
 And take his waiting servants up 
 
 To their eternal home. 
 
 HYMN 19. 7 & 6. 
 
 And when the last loud trumpet 
 
 Shall rend the vaulted skies, . 
 And bid the entombed millions 
 
 From their cold beds arise. 
 Our ransomed dust, revived, 
 
 Bright beauties shall put on, 
 And soar to the blest mansions 
 
 A¥here our Redeemer 's gone. 
 
 Our eyes shall then, with rapture, 
 
 The Savior's face behold ! 
 Our feet, no more diverted. 
 
 Shall walk the streets of gold ! 
 Our ears shall hear with transport 
 
 The hosts celestial sing! 
 Our tongues shall chant the glory 
 
 Of our immortal King. 
 
DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 
 
 HYMN 20. P. M. 
 
 1 How sweet to reflect on those joys 
 that await me 
 In yon blissful region, the haven of 
 rest; 
 Where glorified spirits with welcome 
 shall greet me, 
 And lead me to mansions prepared 
 for the blest. 
 Encircled in light, and with glory en- 
 shrouded, 
 My happiness perfect, my mind's 
 sky unclouded, 
 I '11 bathe in the ocean of pleasure un- 
 bounded. 
 And range with delight through 
 the Eden of Love. 
 
DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 29 
 
 2 While angelic legions, with harps 
 
 tuned celestial, 
 Harmoniously join in the concert 
 
 of praise, 
 The saints, as they flock from the re- 
 
 gioQS terrestrial, 
 In loud hallelujahs their voices shall 
 
 raise. 
 Then songs to the Lamb shall re-echo 
 
 through heaven, 
 My soul will respond, to Immanuel be 
 
 given 
 All glory, all honor, all might and do- 
 minion. 
 Who brought us through grace to 
 
 the Eden of Love. 
 
 3 Then hail, blessed state I Hail, ye 
 
 songsters of glory ! 
 Ye harpers of bliss, soon I '11 meet 
 you above, 
 And join your full choir in rehearsing 
 the story, 
 " Salvation from sorrow through 
 Jesus's love." 
 Though prisoned in earth, yet, by an- 
 ticipation, 
 
30 DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 
 
 Already my soul feels a sweet preli- 
 
 bation 
 Of joys that await me when freed from 
 
 probation ! 
 My heart 's now in heaven, the 
 
 Eden of Love. 
 
 HYMN 21. lis. 
 
 1 The pleasures of earth I have seen 
 
 fade away, 
 They bloom for a season, but soon 
 
 they decay. 
 But pleasures more lasting in Jesus 
 
 are given, 
 Salvation on earth and a mansion in 
 
 heaven. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet heme. 
 The saints in those mansions are 
 
 ever at home. 
 
 2 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing 
 
 charms : 
 The Savior invites me, I '11 go to his 
 
 arms. 
 At the banquet of mercy I hear there 
 
 is room, 
 
DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 31 
 
 there may I feast with his children 
 
 at home ! 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home — 
 Jesus, conduct me to heaven, my 
 
 home. 
 
 3 Farewell, vain amusements, my fol- 
 
 lies, adieu, 
 While Jesus, and heaven, and glory 
 I view ; 
 
 1 feast on the pleasures that flow from 
 
 his throne, 
 The foretaste of heaven, sweet hea- 
 ven, my home. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 O when shall I share the fruition 
 of home ! 
 
 4 The days of my exile are passi-ng 
 
 av^ay. 
 The time is approaching when Jesus 
 
 will say, 
 " Well done, faithful servant, sit down 
 
 on my throne, 
 And dwell in my presence, forever at 
 
 home." 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 there I shall rest with the Savior 
 
 at home. 
 
32 DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 
 
 6 Affliction and sorrow and death shall 
 be o'er, 
 The saints shall unite to be parted no 
 
 more ; 
 Their loud hallelujahs fill heaven's 
 
 high dome, 
 They dwell with the Savior, forever 
 at home. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 They dwell with the Savior, for- 
 ever at home. 
 
 HYMN 22. 8, 8, & 6. 
 
 1 GLORIOUS hope of heavenly love ! 
 It lifts me up to things above ; 
 
 It bears on eagles' wings ; 
 It gives my ravished soul a taste, 
 And makes me for some moments 
 feast 
 
 With Jesus' priests and kings. 
 
 2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope, 
 
 I stand, and from the mountain-top 
 
 See all the land below; 
 Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
 And all the fruits of paradise 
 
 In endless plenty grow. 
 
DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 33 
 
 3 A land of corn, and wine, and oil, 
 Favored with God's peculiar smile, 
 
 With every blessing blest ; 
 There dwells the Lord our Right- 
 eousness, 
 And keeps his own in perfect peace, 
 
 And everlasting rest. 
 
 4 O that I might at once go up ! 
 No more on this side Jordan stop, 
 
 But now the land possess ! 
 This moment end my legal years, 
 Sorrows, and sins, and doubts, and 
 fears, 
 
 A howling wilderness. 
 
 5 Now, my Joshua, bring me in ! 
 Cast out thy foes ; the inbred sin. 
 
 The carnal mind, remove ; 
 The purchase of thy death divide; 
 And, ! with all the sanctified, 
 
 Give me a lot of love. 
 
 HYMN 23. L. M. 
 
 1 Savior, is thy promise fled ? 
 Nor longer might thy grace endure. 
 To heal the sick and raise the dead. 
 And preach thy gospel to the poor ? 
 
34 
 
 DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 
 
 2 Come ! Jesus, come ! return again ; 
 With brighter beam th}^ servants bless, 
 Who long to feel thy perfect reign, 
 And share thy kingdom's happiness. 
 
 3 A feeble race, by passion driven, 
 In darkness and in doubt we roam, 
 And lift our anxious eyes to heaven. 
 Our hope, our harbor, and our home. 
 
 4 Yet, mid the wild and wintry gale. 
 When death rides darkly o'er the sea. 
 And strength and earthly daring fail, 
 Our prayers, Redeemer, rest on thee ! 
 
 5 Come, Jesus ! come, and as, of yore, 
 The prophet went to clear thy way, 
 A harbinger thy feet before, 
 
 A dawning to thy brighter day; 
 
 6 So now may grace with heavenly 
 
 shower 
 Our stony hearts for truth prepare ; 
 Sow in our souls the seed of power. 
 Then come and reap thy harvest there. 
 
 HYMN 24. 8 & 6. 
 
 1 LAND of rest, for thee I sigh I 
 When will the moment come 
 
 i 
 
DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 35 
 
 When I shall lay my armor by, 
 And dwell with Christ at home? 
 
 2 No tranquil joys on earth I know, 
 
 No peaceful, sheltering dome ; 
 This world 's a wilderness of wo, 
 This world is not my home. 
 
 3 To Jesus Christ I sought for rest ; 
 
 He bade me cease to roam. 
 And fly for succor to his breast, 
 And he 'd conduct me home. 
 
 4 I would at once have quit this place. 
 
 Where foes in fury roam. 
 But, ah ! my passport was not sealed, 
 I could not yet go home. 
 
 5 When, by afflictions sharply tried, 
 
 I view the gaping tomb. 
 Although I dread death's chilling flood, 
 Yet still I sigh for home. 
 
 6 Weary of wandering round and round 
 
 This vale of sin and gloom, 
 I long to leave the unhallowed ground, 
 And dwell with Christ at home. 
 
 HYMN 25. C. M. 
 
 1 I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, 
 And ever prays for me ; 
 
36 DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 
 
 A token of his love he gives, 
 A pledge of liberty. 
 
 2 Jesus, I hang upon thy word ; 
 
 , I steadfastly believe 
 Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, 
 And to thyself receive. 
 
 3 Joyful in hope, my spirit soars 
 
 To meet thee from above ; 
 Thy goodness thankfully adores, 
 And sure I taste thy love. 
 
 4 Thy love I soon expect to find, 
 
 In all its depth and height ; 
 To comprehend th' Eternal Mind, 
 And grasp the Infinite. 
 
 5 When God is mine, and I am his, 
 
 Of paradise possessed, 
 I taste unutterable bliss. 
 And everlasting rest. 
 
 6 The bliss of those that fully dwell. 
 
 Fully in thee believe, 
 'T is more than ano-el tongues can tell, 
 Or angel minds conceive. 
 
 7 Thou only know'st who didst obtain, 
 
 And die to make it known ; 
 The great salvation now explain, 
 And perfect us in one. 
 
DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 37 
 
 HYMN 26. 7 & 6. 
 
 O WHEN shall I see Jesus, 
 
 And reign with him above ; 
 And from that flowing fountain 
 
 Drink everlasting love ? 
 When shall I be delivered 
 
 From this vain world of sin, 
 And, with my blessed Jesus, 
 
 Drink endless pleasures in ? 
 
 But now I am a soldier; 
 
 My Captain 's gone before ; 
 He 's given me my orders, 
 
 And bade me not give o'er. 
 If I continue faithful, 
 
 A righteous crown he '11 give, 
 And all his valiant soldiers 
 
 Eternal life shall have. 
 
 Through grace I am determined 
 
 To conquer, though I die ; 
 And then away to Jesus 
 
 On wings of love I '11 fly. 
 Farewell to sin and sorrow, 
 
 I bid you all adieu ; 
 And, my friends, be faithful, 
 
 And on your way pursue. 
 
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 38 DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 
 
 HYMN 27. 8, 8, & 6. 
 
 1 When thou, my righteous Judge, shall 
 
 come 
 To call thy ransomed people home, 
 
 Shall I among them stand ? 
 Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
 "Who sometimes am afraid to die, 
 
 Be found at thy right hand ? 
 
 2 I love to meet among them now. 
 Before thy gracious throne to bow, 
 
 Though weakest of them all ; 
 But can I bear the piercing thought, 
 To have my worthless name left out, 
 
 When thou for them shalt call ? 
 
 3 Prevent, prevent it, by thy grace ! 
 Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place. 
 
 In that expected day. 
 Thy pard'ning voice let me hear, 
 To still each unbelieving fear. 
 
 Nor let me fall, 1 pray. 
 
 4 Let me among thy saints be found 
 Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall 
 
 sound. 
 To see thy smiling face ; 
 
DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 39 
 
 Then loud through all the crowd I '11 
 
 sing, 
 While heaven's resounding mansions 
 
 ring 
 With shouts of endless grace. 
 
 HYMN 28. 7s. 
 
 1 Come, my Way, my Truth, my Life ! 
 Such a Way as gives us breath ; 
 Such a Truth as ends all strife ; 
 Such a Life as killeth death. 
 
 2 Come, my Light, my Feast, my 
 
 Strength ! 
 Such a Light as shows a feast ; 
 Such a Feast as mends in length ; 
 Such a Strength as makes his guest. 
 
 3 Come, my Joy, my Love, my Heart! 
 Such a Joy as none can move ; 
 Such a Love as none can part ; 
 Such a Heart as joys in love. 
 
40 DESIRE OP THE BRIDE. 
 
 HYMN 29. L. M. 
 
 1 On Tabor's top the Savior stands ; 
 His altered face resplendent shines, 
 And while he elevates his hands, 
 Lo, glory marks its gentle lines ! 
 
 2 Two heavenly forms descend to wait 
 Upon their suffering Prince below : 
 But w^hile they worship at his feet, 
 They talk of fast approaching wo. 
 
 3 Amid the lustre of the scene, 
 To Calvary he turns his eyes, 
 And, with submission all serene, 
 He marks the future tempest rise. 
 
 4 Then let us climb the mount of prayer, 
 Where all his beaming glories shine, 
 And, gazing on his brightness there. 
 Our woes forget in joys divine. 
 
 5 that on yonder heavenly hills, 
 Where now the risen Savior stands. 
 And peace, like softest dew, distils, 
 I, too, may elevate my hands. 
 
THE ALARM. 
 
 CALL TO DUTY. 
 
 HYMN 30. 8 & 7. 
 
 1 We are living, we are dwelling", 
 
 In a grand and awful time ; 
 In an age on ages telling, 
 To be living is sublime. 
 
 2 Hark ! the waking up of nations, 
 
 Gog and Magog to the fray ; 
 Hark ! what soundeth ? is creation 
 Groaning for its latter day ? 
 
 3 Will ye play, then, will ye dally, 
 
 With your music and your wine ? 
 Up ! it is Jehovah's rally ! 
 
 God's own arm hath need of thine. 
 
 4 Hark, the onset ! will ye fold your 
 
 Faith-clad arms in lazy lock ? 
 Up, up, thou drowsy soldier ; 
 Worlds are charging to the shock, 
 
 2^ 
 
42 THE ALARM. 
 
 5 Worlds are charging — heaven behold- 
 ing; 
 Thou hast but an hour to fight; 
 Now the blazoned cross unfolding, 
 On — right onward, for the right. 
 
 SECOND PART. 
 
 6 What ! still hug thy dreamy slumbers ! 
 
 'T is no time for idling play ; 
 Wreaths, and dance, and poet-num- 
 bers, 
 Flout them — we must work to-day. 
 
 7 Fear not ; spurn the worldling's laugh- 
 
 ter ; 
 Thine ambition trample thou ; 
 Thou shalt find a long hereafter 
 To be more than tempts thee now. 
 
 8 On ! let all the soul within you 
 
 For the truth's sake go abroad ! 
 Strike ! let every nerve and sinew 
 Tell on ages — tell for God ! 
 
 9 Magog leadeth many a vassal ; 
 
 Christ his few, his little ones ; 
 But about our leaguered castle 
 Rear and Vanguard are his sons. 
 
THE ALARM. 43 
 
 10 Sealed to blush, to cower never, 
 
 Crossed, baptized, and born again, 
 Sworn to be Christ's soldiers ever, 
 Oh, for Christ at least be men ! 
 
 HYMN 31. 10, a 
 
 1 Christian, arise ! in armor arrayed, 
 
 Rush fearlessly on to the fight ; 
 Christian, rejoice ! and be not dis- 
 mayed ; 
 Thy God puts the alien to flight. 
 
 2 Christian, arise ! in the ranks of the 
 
 Lord 
 Prove valiant in serving thy King ; 
 His promise declares, and strong is 
 
 his word. 
 All his people shall victory sing. 
 
 3 Then let the war-song of Christians 
 
 unite. 
 Be borne on the wings of the wind, 
 As onward they rush, in the strength 
 
 of his might — 
 On, onward, and victory find. 
 
 4 The struggle is great, and desp'rate 
 
 have grown 
 The followers of Baal — his hosts 
 
44 THE ALARM. 
 
 Tremble and howl, as their sinking 
 throne 
 Is broken and fallen from its posts. 
 
 5 Christian, rejoice ! for victory is thine, 
 And thine is the victor's reward ; 
 Christian, exult ! thy God is divine, 
 And great is the strength of his 
 word. 
 
 HYMN 32. 7s. 
 
 1 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 
 
 What its signs of promise are. 
 Trav'ller I o'er yon mountain's height, 
 
 See that glory-beaming star ! 
 Watchman ! does its beauteous ray 
 
 Aught of hope or joy foretell? 
 Trav'ller ! yes ; it brings the day, 
 
 Promised day of Israel ! 
 
 2 Watchman ! tell us of the night; 
 
 Higher yet that star ascends. 
 Trav'ller! blessedness and light, 
 
 Peace and truth its course portends. 
 Watchman ! will its beams alone 
 
 Gild the spot that gave them birth ? 
 Trav'ller ! ages are its own ; 
 
 See ! it bursts o'er all the earth. 
 
THE ALARM. ^ 
 
 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 
 
 For the morning seems to dawn. 
 Trav'Uer ! darkness takes its flight, 
 
 Doubt and terror are withdrawn ! 
 Watchman ! let thy wandering cease ; 
 
 Hie thee to thy quiet home. 
 Trav'Uer ! lo, the Prince of Peace, 
 
 Lo, the Son of God is come I 
 
 HYMN 33. L. M. 
 
 Hakk ! 't is the warlike clarion : 
 On, to the battle, heroes, on ! 
 To arms ! to arms ! resounds on high 
 The voice of war and victory. 
 
 Haste to the battle ! See ! the Lord 
 Waves to the clouds his conquering 
 
 sword. 
 To arms I to arms ! I hear the cry, 
 On, on, to bloodless victory ! 
 
 The fierce embattled hosts of hell 
 Before the dreadful onset fell. 
 To arms ! to arms ! was once the cry, 
 But now the trump sounds victory ! 
 
46 • THE ALARM. 
 
 4 Lo ! the white war-horse treads them 
 down, 
 I know the rider by his crown. 
 All hail ! all hail ! his legions cry ; 
 Jesus, be thine the victory ! 
 
 HYMN 34. 10, 5, & 11. 
 
 1 Come, let us anew our journey pursue, 
 
 Roll round with the year. 
 And never stand still till the Master 
 
 appear ! 
 His adorable will let us gladly fulfil, 
 
 And our talents improve, 
 By the patience of hope and the labor 
 of love. 
 
 2 Our life as a dream, our time as a 
 
 stream. 
 Glides swiftly away. 
 And the fugitive moment refuses to 
 
 stay. 
 •The arrow is flown, the moment is 
 gone ; 
 The millennial year 
 Rushes on to our view, and eternity 's 
 here. 
 
THE ALARM. 47 
 
 that each in the day of his coming 
 
 may say, 
 " I have fought my way through ; 
 
 1 have finished the work thou didst 
 
 give me to do ! " 
 
 O that each from his Lord may re- 
 ceive the glad word, 
 " Well and faithfully done ! 
 
 Enter into my joy, and sit down on 
 my throne." 
 
 HYMN 35. C. M. 
 
 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, 
 
 A follower of the Lamb ? 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 Or blush to speak his name? 
 
 2 Must I be carried to the skies 
 
 On flowery beds of ease. 
 Whilst others fought to win the prize, 
 And sailed through bloody seas ? 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 
 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
 To help me on to God ? 
 
48 THE ALARM. 
 
 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign : 
 
 Increase my courage, Lord ; 
 I '11 bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 5 Thy saints in all this glorious war 
 
 Shall conquer, though they die ; 
 They see the triumph from afar, 
 And seize it wiih their eye. 
 
 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 
 And all thy armies shine 
 In robes of victory through the skies, 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
 HYMN 36. 8, 8, & 6. 
 
 1 O God, mine inmost soul convert, 
 And deeply on my thoughtful heart 
 
 Eternal things impress ; 
 Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
 And tremble on the brink of fate, 
 
 And wake to righteousness. 
 
 2 Before me place, in dread array, 
 The pomp of that tremendous day, 
 
 When thou with clouds shall come 
 
THE ALARM. 49 
 
 To judge the nations at thy bar : 
 And tell me, Lord, shall I be there 
 To meet a joyful doom ? 
 
 Be this my one great business here, 
 With serious industry and fear 
 
 Eternal bliss t' insure ; 
 Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, 
 And suffer all thy righteous will, 
 
 And to the end endure. 
 
 Then, Savior, then my soul receive, 
 Transported from this vale to live 
 
 And reign with thee above ! 
 Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
 And hope in full, supreme delight, 
 
 And everlasting love. 
 
 HYMN 37. lis. 
 
 Daughter of Zion ! awake from thy 
 sadness, 
 
 Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee 
 no more ; 
 
 Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day- 
 star of gladness ; 
 
 Arise, for the night of thy sorrows is 
 o'er. 
 3 
 
50 THE ALARM. 
 
 2 Strong were thy foes ; but the arm 
 
 that subdued them, 
 And scattered their legions, was 
 
 mightier far : 
 They fled like the chaff from the 
 
 scourge that pursued them ; 
 How vain were their steeds and their 
 
 chariots of war. 
 
 3 Daughter of Zion ! the power that 
 
 hath sav^d thee, 
 
 Extolled with the harp and the tim- 
 brel shall be ; 
 
 Shout I for the foe is destroyed that 
 enslaved thee, 
 
 The oppressor is vanquished, and 
 Zion is free. 
 
 HYMN 38. 7s. 
 
 Hark, my soul, it is the Lord, 
 'T is thy Savior, hear his word ; 
 Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee ; 
 " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? 
 
 " I delivered thee when bound. 
 And when wounded, healed thy 
 wound ; 
 
THE ALARM. 51 
 
 Sought thee wandering, set thee right; 
 Turned thy darkness into light. 
 
 3 " Can a mother's tender care 
 Cease towards the child she hare ? 
 Yes, she may forgetful be, 
 
 Yet will I remember thee. 
 
 4 " Mine is a redeeming love, 
 Higher than the heights above, 
 Deeper than the depths beneath, 
 Free and faithful, strong as death. 
 
 5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
 When the work of grace is done ; 
 Partner of my throne shalt be — 
 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? " 
 
 6 Lord, it is ray chief complaint. 
 That my love is weak and faint ; 
 Yet I love thee, and adore ; 
 
 for grace to love thee more ! 
 
 HYMN 39. S. M. 
 
 1 Awake, and sing the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
 Wake, every heart and every tongue, 
 To praise the Savior's name. 
 
Oa THE ALARM. 
 
 2 Sing of his dying love, 
 
 Sing of his rising power ; 
 Sing how he intercedes above 
 For those whose sins he bore. 
 
 3 Sing on your heavenly way, 
 
 Ye ransomed sinners, sing; 
 Sing on, rejoicing every day 
 In Christ, the Eternal King. 
 
 4 Soon shall we hear him say, 
 
 " Ye blessed children, come ;" 
 vSoon will he call us hence away, 
 And take his wanderers home. 
 
 5 Soon shall our raptured tongue 
 
 His endless praise proclaim, 
 And sweeter voices tune the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 40. S. M. 
 
 1 A CHARGE to keep I have, 
 
 A God to glorify ; 
 A never-dying soul to save, 
 And fit it for the sky. 
 
 2 To serve the present age, 
 
 My calling to fulfil ; 
 
THE ALARM. 
 
 53 
 
 may it all my powers engage 
 To do my Master's will. 
 
 3 Arm me with jealous care, 
 
 As in thy sight to live ; 
 And thy servant, Lord, prepare, 
 A strict account to give. 
 
 4 Help me to watch and pray, 
 
 And on thyself rely. 
 Assured if I my trust betray 
 I shall forever die. 
 
 HYMN 41. 7 & 6. 
 
 1 Come, brethren dear, and sisters, 
 
 Ahhough a little band, 
 The victory I '11 assure you, 
 
 Stand fast with sword in hand ; 
 Then wield your sword with pleas- 
 ure, 
 
 The battle goes aright ; 
 When Israel gained the victory. 
 
 He fought with faith and might. 
 
 2 How beautiful the garments 
 
 The bride of Christ doth wear; 
 He offers her rich presents, 
 And crowns her as his heir. 
 
64 THE ALARM. 
 
 He decks her with rich jewels, 
 And crowns her with his love, 
 
 And by his mighty power 
 Will carry her above. 
 
 J I '11 bid farewell to sorrow, 
 
 To sickness, care and pain, 
 And mount aloft to Jesus, 
 
 Forever there to reign. 
 I '11 join to sing his praises 
 
 Above th' ethereal blue — 
 And then, poor careless sinner, 
 
 What will become of you ? 
 
 HYMN 42. 7 & 8. 
 
 1 Come, all ye sons of Zion, 
 Who are waiting for salvation. 
 Have your lamps trimmed and burn- 
 ing, 
 
 For behold the proclamation, 
 Saying, " All things now are ready 
 For the poor and for the needy ; 
 All my fatlings now are killed, 
 And prepared on the table." 
 
 2 Arise and get ready ; 
 Hasten to the marriage supper, 
 
THE ALARM. 55 
 
 While the Bridegroom is calling, 
 And poor sinners are a falling. 
 See the Lord of life descending, 
 And the judgment trumpet sounding, 
 For to gather all the nations 
 To the final judgment-day. 
 
 what a happy meeting, 
 When salvation is completed, 
 And tribulation 's ended. 
 And the spotless robe prepared 
 For the bride to be adorned. 
 In the jasper wall be crowned. 
 Saying, " Worthy is the Lamb," 
 In the New Jerusalem. 
 
 0, sinners, don't be doubting, 
 While the sons of God are shouting; 
 Come and join the happy army, 
 And there 's nothing that will harm 
 
 you. 
 If you follow Christ the Savior, 
 And break off your bad behavior, 
 And repent and be converted. 
 You may sing his praises too. 
 
56 THE ALARM. 
 
 HYMN 43. P. M. 
 
 1 Speak often to each other, 
 
 To cheer the fainting mind ; 
 And often be your voices 
 
 In pure devotion joined. 
 Though trials may await you, 
 
 The crown before you lies ; 
 Take courage, brother pilgrims, 
 
 And soon you '11 win the prize. 
 
 2 Ye shall be mine, says Jesus, 
 
 In that auspicious day 
 When I make up my jewels, 
 
 Released from cumbrous clay. 
 He '11 polish and refine you 
 
 From worthless dross and tin. 
 And to his heavenly kingdom 
 
 Will bid you enter in. 
 
 3 On that important morning, 
 
 When bursting thunders sound, 
 And nimble lightnings waving 
 
 Shall wing the gloom profound; 
 Lift up your heads rejoicing, 
 
 And clap your joyful hands ; 
 Lo, you 're redeemed forever 
 
 From death's corrupted bands ! 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
 PRAYER AND PRAISE. 
 
 HY.AIN 44. L. M. 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 
 Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; 
 Know that the Lord is God alone, 
 He can create and he destroy. 
 
 His sovereign power, without our aid, 
 Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 
 And when, like wand'ring sheep, we 
 
 strayed, 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 
 We '11 crowd thy gates with thankful 
 
 songs, 
 High as the heavens our voices raise; 
 And earth, with her ten thousand 
 
 tongues. 
 Shall fill thy courts with sounding 
 
 praise. 
 
58 WORSHIP. 
 
 4 Wide as the world is thy command ; 
 Vast as eternity thy love ; 
 Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, 
 When rolling years shall cease to 
 move. 
 
 HYMN 45. L. M. 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, 
 To praise thy name, give thanks, and 
 
 sing ! 
 To show thy love by morning light, 
 And talk of all thy truth by night. 
 
 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; 
 No mortal cares shall seize my breast ; 
 may my heart in tune be found, 
 Like David's harp of solemn sound ! 
 
 When grace has purified my heart, 
 Then I shall share a glorious part ; 
 And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
 Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 
 
 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, 
 All I desired or wished below; 
 And every hour find sweet employ, 
 In that eternal world of joy. 
 
WORSHIP. 59 
 
 HYMN 46. C. M. 
 
 1 May I, throughout this day of thine, 
 
 Be in thy spirit, Lord; 
 Spirit of humble fear divine, 
 That trembles at thy word ; 
 
 2 Spirit of faith, my heart to raise, 
 
 And fix on things above ; 
 Spirit of sacrifice and praise, 
 Of holiness and love. 
 
 HYMN 47. S. M. 
 
 1 Welcome, sweet day of rest, 
 
 That saw the Lord arise ! 
 Welcome to this reviving breast, 
 And these rejoicing eyes ! 
 
 2 The King himself comes near, 
 
 And feasts his saints to-day ; 
 Here we may sit and see him here. 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
 3 One day in such a place, 
 
 Where thou, my God, art seen. 
 Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 
60 WORSHIP. 
 
 4 My willing soul would stay 
 In such a frame as this, 
 And sit and sing herself away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 HYMN 48. L. M. 
 
 1 Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 
 Improve the day thy God has blest ; 
 Another six days' work is done, 
 Another Sabbath is begun. 
 
 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love as- 
 
 signs 
 So sweet a rest to wearied minds ; 
 Provides a blest foretaste of heaven 
 On this day more than all the seven. 
 
 3 that our thoughts and thanks may 
 
 rise 
 
 As grateful incense to the skies ; 
 
 And draw from Christ that sweet re- 
 pose, 
 
 Which none but he that feels it knows. 
 
 4 This heavenly calm within the breast 
 Is the blest pledge of glorious rest, 
 Which for the church of God remains, 
 The end of cares, the end of pains. 
 
WORSHIP. 61 
 
 HYMN 49. S. M. 
 
 How beauteous are their feet 
 Who stand on Zion's hill ; 
 
 That bring salvation on their tongues, 
 And words of peace reveal! 
 
 How charming is their voice, 
 
 So sweet the tidings are ; 
 " Zion, behold thy Savior, King; 
 
 He reigns and triumphs here ! " 
 
 How happy are our ears. 
 
 That hear the joyful sound. 
 Which kings and prophets waited for, 
 
 And sought, but never found. 
 How blessed are our eyes, 
 
 That see this heavenly light; 
 Prophets and kings desired it long, 
 
 But died without the sight. 
 The watchmen join their voice. 
 
 And tuneful notes employ ; 
 Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
 
 And deserts learn the joy. 
 The Lord makes bare his arm 
 
 Through all the earth abroad ; 
 Let every nation now behold 
 
 Their Savior and their God, 
 
62 WORSHIP. 
 
 HYMN 50. C. M. 
 
 1 Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord, 
 
 Your great Deliv'rer sing ; 
 Pilgrims for Zion's city bound, 
 Be joyful in your King. 
 
 2 See the fair way his hand hath raised ; 
 
 How holy, and how plain ! 
 Nor shall the simplest trav'llers err, 
 Nor ask the track in vain. 
 
 3 No ravening lion shall destroy, 
 
 Nor lurking serpent wound ; 
 Pleasure and safety, peace and praise, 
 Through all the path are found. 
 
 4 A hand divine shall lead you on, 
 
 Through all the blissful road. 
 Till to the sacred mount you rise, 
 And see your smiling God. 
 
 5 There garlands of immortal joy 
 
 Shall bloom on every head ; 
 While sorrow, sighing, and distress 
 Like shadows all are fled. 
 
WORSHIP. 6S 
 
 HYMN 51. C. M. 
 
 1 ZioN, the city of our God, 
 
 How glorious is the place ! 
 The Savior there has his abode, 
 And sinners see his face. 
 
 2 Firm against every adverse shock 
 
 Its mighty bulwarks prove ; 
 'T is built upon the living Rock, 
 And walled around with love. 
 
 3 There all the fruits of glory grow, 
 
 And joys that never die ; 
 And streams of grace and knowledge 
 flow, 
 The soul to satisfy. 
 
 4 Come, set your faces Zionward, 
 
 The sacred road inquire ; 
 And let a union to the Lord 
 Be henceforth your desire. 
 
 5 The gospel shines to give you light, 
 
 No longer, then, delay; 
 The Spirit waits to guide you right, 
 And Jesus is the way. 
 
 6 Lord, regard thy people's prayer, 
 
 Thy promise now fulfil ; 
 
64 WORSHIP. 
 
 And young and old by grace prepare 
 To dwell on Zion's hill. 
 
 HYMN 52. L. M. 
 
 1 Triumphant Zion ! lift thy head 
 From dust, from darkness, and the 
 
 dead ! 
 Though humbled long — awake at 
 
 length, 
 And gird thee with thy Savior's 
 
 strength ! 
 
 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, 
 And let thy excellence be known ; 
 Pecked in the robes of righteousness, 
 Thy glories shall the world confess. 
 
 3 No more shall foes unclean invade. 
 And fill thy hallowed walls with 
 
 dread ; 
 No more shall hell's insulting host 
 Their victory and thy sorrows boast. 
 
 4 God, from on high, has heard thy 
 
 prayer, 
 His hand thy ruin shall repair ; 
 Nor will thy v/atchful Monarch cease 
 To guard thee in eternal peace. 
 
WORSHIP. 65 
 
 HYMN 53. C. M. 
 
 1 Comfort, ye ministers of grace, 
 
 Comfort the people of your Lord ; 
 O lift ye up the fallen race, 
 
 And cheer them by the gospel word. 
 
 2 Go into every nation, go, 
 
 Speak to their trembling hearts, 
 and cry, 
 Glad tidings unto all we show ; 
 Jerusalem, thy God is nigh. 
 
 3 Hark ! in the wilderness a cry, 
 
 A voice that loudly calls. Prepare ! 
 Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh, 
 And means to make his entrance 
 there ! 
 
 4 The Lord your God shall quickly 
 
 come; 
 Sinners, repent ! the call obey : 
 Open your hearts to make him room; 
 Ye desert souls, prepare his way. 
 
 5 The Lord shall clear his way through 
 
 all; 
 Whate'er obstructs, obstructs in 
 vain ; 
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 The vale shall rise, the mountain fall, 
 Crooked be straight, and rugged 
 plain. 
 
 6 'The glory of the Lord displayed 
 Shall all mankind together view, 
 And what his mouth in truth hath said, 
 His own almighty hand shall do. 
 
 HYMN 54. C. M. 
 
 1 All hail the power of Jesus' name, 
 
 Let angels prostrate fall ; 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 To crown him Lord of all. 
 
 2 Let high-born seraphs tune the lyre, 
 
 And, as they tune it, fall 
 Before his face who tunes their choir, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 8 Crown him, ye morning stars of light, 
 He fixed this floating ball ; 
 Now hail the strength of Israel's might. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 4 Crown him, ye martyrs of your God, 
 Who from his altar call ; 
 
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 Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 HYMN 55. C. M. 
 
 1 Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, 
 
 Let us thine influence prove ; 
 Source of the old prophetic fire, 
 Fountain of life and love. 
 
 2 Come, Holy Ghost, for, moved by thee, 
 
 The prophets wrote and spoke ; 
 Unlock the truth, thyself the key, 
 Unseal the sacred book. 
 
 3 Expand thy wings, celestial Dove, 
 
 Brood o'er our nature's night; 
 On our disordered spirits move, 
 And let there now be light. 
 
 4 God, through himself, we therv- shall 
 
 know, 
 If thou within us shine ; 
 And sound, with all thy saints below, 
 The depths of love divine. 
 
 HYMN 56. C. M. 
 
 .1 Fat:her of all, in whom along 
 
 We live, and move, jaijci breathe. 
 
bo WORSHIP. 
 
 One bright, celestial ray dart down, 
 And cheer thy sons beneath. 
 
 2 While in thy word we search for thee, 
 
 (We search with trembling awe !) 
 Open our eyes, and let us see 
 The wonders of thy law. 
 
 3 Now let our darkness comprehend 
 
 The light that shines so clear ; 
 Now the revealing Spirit send. 
 And give us ears to hear. 
 
 HYMN 57. L. M. 
 
 1 Sing to the Lord, who loud proclaims 
 His various and his saving names ; 
 
 O may they not be heard alone. 
 But by our sure experience known. 
 
 2 Through every age his gracious ear 
 Is open to his servants' prayer ; 
 Nor can one humble soul complain 
 That he has sought his God in vain. 
 
 3 What unbelieving heart shall dare 
 In whispers to suggest a fear, 
 While still he owns his ancient name, 
 The same his power — his love the 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
 To thee our souls in faith arise , 
 To thee we lift expecting eyes ; 
 We boldly through the desert tread, 
 For God will guard where he shall 
 lead. 
 
 HYMN 58. L. M. 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies 
 Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
 Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
 Through every land, by every tongue. 
 
 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; 
 Eternal truth attends thy word : 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to 
 
 shore. 
 Till suns shall rise to set no more. 
 
MIDNIGHT CRY. 
 
 HYMN 59. C. M. 
 
 1 The Lord, the Judge, before his throne 
 
 Bids the whole earth draw nigh: 
 The nations near the rising sun, 
 And near the western sky. 
 
 2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, 
 
 " Judgment will ne'er begin ;" 
 No more abuse his long delay, 
 To impudence and sin. 
 
 3 Throned on a cloud our God shall 
 
 come, 
 Bright flames prepare his way ; 
 Thunder and darkness, fire and storm. 
 Lead on the dreadful day. 
 
 4 Heaven from above his call shall hear, 
 
 Attending angels come ; 
 
MIDNIGHT CRY. 71 
 
 And earth and hell shall know and 
 fear 
 His justice and their doom. 
 
 " But gather all my saints," he cries, 
 " Who made their peace with God, 
 
 Through the Redeemer's sacrifice, 
 And sealed it with his blood. 
 
 " Their faith and works, brought forth 
 to light, 
 
 Shall make the world confess 
 My sentence of reward is right, 
 
 And heaven adore my grace." 
 
 HYMN 60. 8, 7 «fe 4. 
 
 1 Lo ! he comes, with clouds descending, 
 
 Once for favored sinners slain ! 
 
 Thousand, thousand saints attending. 
 
 Swell the triumph of his train : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Jesus comes, and comes to reign ! 
 
 2 Every eye shall now behold him, 
 
 Robed -iri' dreadful majesty! 
 Those who set at naught and sold him, 
 Pierced, and nailed him to the tree, 
 
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 MIDNIGHT CRY. 
 
 Deeply wailing, 
 Shall the true Messiah see ! 
 
 3 When the solemn trump has sounded, 
 
 Heaven and earth shall flee away ; 
 All who hate him must, confounded, 
 Hear the summons of that day — 
 
 " Come to judgment ! 
 Come to judgment! come away!" 
 
 4 Yea, amen ! let all adore thee, 
 
 High on thine eternal throne ! 
 Savior, take the power and glory, 
 Make thy righteous Sentence 
 known. 
 O come quickly — 
 Claim the kingdom for thine own ! 
 
 HYMN 61. L. M. 
 
 The Lord will come ! the earth shall 
 
 quake, 
 The hills their fixed seat forsake. 
 And, withering from the vault of night, 
 The stars withdraw their feeble light. 
 
 The Lord will come ! but not the same 
 As once in lowly form he came,— 
 
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 A silent Lamb to slaughter led, 
 The bruised, the suffering, and the 
 dead. 
 
 3 The Lord will come ! a dreadful form, 
 With wreath of flame and robe of 
 
 storm, 
 On cherub wings, and wings of wind. 
 Anointed Judge of human-kind ! 
 
 4 Can this be he who wont to stray 
 A pilgrim on the world's highway, 
 By power oppressed, and mocked by 
 
 pride ? 
 Oh God ! is this the crucified ? 
 
 5 Go, tyrants ! to the rocks complain ! 
 Go, seek the mountain-cleft in vain ! 
 But Faith, victorious o'er the tomb, 
 Shall sing for joy — the Lord is come ! 
 
 HYMN 62. C. M. 
 
 When wild confusion wrecks the air, 
 And tempests rend the skies ; 
 
 Whilst blended ruin, clouds and fire, 
 In harsh disorder rise ; 
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 MIDNIGHT CRY. 
 
 2 Safe in my Savior's love I '11 stand, 
 
 And strike a tuneful song; 
 My harp all trembling in my hand, 
 And all inspired my tongue. 
 
 3 I '11 shout aloud, " Ye thunders, roll, 
 
 And shake the sullen sky ; 
 Your sounding voice from pole to pole 
 In angry murmurs try. 
 
 4 " Let the earth totter on her base, 
 
 And clouds the heaven deform ; 
 Blow, all ye winds, from every place, 
 And rush the final storm. 
 
 5 " Come quickly, blessed hope, appear. 
 
 Bid thy swift chariot fly ; 
 Let angels tell thy coming near. 
 And snatch me to the sky. 
 
 6 " Around thy wheels in the glad throng 
 
 I 'd bear a joyful part ; 
 All hallelujah on my tongue. 
 All rapture in my heart." 
 
 HYMN 63. 7s, 6s, & 1 8. 
 
 1 Stand th' omnipotent decree ! 
 Jehovah's will be done ! 
 
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 Nature's end we wait to see, 
 And hear her final groan : 
 
 Let this earth dissolve, and blend 
 In death the wicked and the just; 
 
 Let those pond'rous orbs descend, 
 And grind us into dust; 
 
 2 Rests secure the righteous man, 
 
 At his Redeemer's beck 
 Sure t' emerge and rise again, 
 
 And mount above the wreck. 
 Lo ! the heavenly spirit towers, 
 
 Like flames o'er nature's funeral 
 pyre. 
 Triumphs in immortal powers, 
 
 And claps his wings of fire I 
 
 3 Nothing hath the just to lose. 
 
 By worlds on worlds destroyed ; 
 Far beneath his feet he views. 
 
 With smiles, the flaming void; 
 Sees this universe renewed. 
 
 The grand millennial reign begun; 
 Shouts with all the sons of God, 
 
 Around th' eternal throne. 
 
 4 Resting in this glorious hope, 
 
 To be at last restored. 
 
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 Yield we now our bodies up, 
 
 To earthquake, plague, or sword. 
 
 List'ning for the call divine, 
 
 The latest trumpet of the seven, 
 
 Soon our soul and dust shall join, 
 And both fly up to heaven. 
 
 HYMN 64. C. M. 
 
 1 And must I be to judgment brought, 
 
 And answer in that day 
 For every vain and idle thought, 
 And every word I say ? 
 
 2 Yes, every secret of my heart 
 
 Shall shortly be made known. 
 And I receive my just desert 
 For all that I have done. 
 
 3 How careful, then, ought I to live ! 
 
 With what religious fear, 
 Who such a strict account must give 
 For my behavior here ! 
 
 4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead. 
 
 The watchful power bestow ; 
 So shall I to my ways take heed. 
 To all I speak or do. 
 
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 5 If now thou standest at the door, 
 let me feel thee near, 
 And make my peace with God, before 
 ^ I at thy bar appear. 
 
 HYMN 65. 11 & 12. 
 
 1 The chariot ! the chariot ! its wheels 
 
 roll on fire, 
 As the Lord cometh down in the 
 
 pomp of his ire ; 
 Self-moving it drives on its pathway 
 
 of cloud, 
 And the heavens with the burthen of 
 
 God-head are bowed. 
 
 2 The glory ! the glory ! by myriads 
 
 are poured 
 The hosts of the angels to wait on 
 the Lord ; 
 . ^ And the glorified saints and the mar- 
 tyrs are there, 
 And all who the palm-wreath of vic- 
 tory wear. 
 
 3 The trumpet ! the trumpet ! the dead 
 
 have all heard ; 
 Lo, the depths of the stone-covered 
 charnel are stirred j 
 
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 MIDNIGHT CRY. 
 
 From the sea, from the land, from the 
 
 south and the north. 
 The vast generations of man are come 
 
 forth. 
 
 4 The judgment ! the judgment ! the 
 
 thrones are all set, 
 
 Where the Lamb and the white-vest- 
 ed elders are met ! 
 
 All flesh is at once in the sight of the 
 Lord, 
 
 And the doom of eternity hangs on 
 his word ! 
 
 5 mercy ! O mercy ! look down from 
 
 above. 
 
 Creator ! on us, thy sad children, with 
 love ; 
 
 When beneath to their darkness the 
 wicked are driven, 
 
 May our sanctified souls find a man- 
 sion in heaven ! 
 
 HYMN 66. L. M. 
 
 1 He comes ! he comes ! the Judge 
 
 severe : 
 
 The seventh trumpet speaks him near 
 
MIDNIGHT CRY. 79 
 
 His lightnings flash, his thunders roll ; 
 How welcome to the faithful soul ! 
 
 2 From heaven angelic voices sound ; 
 See ih' almighty Jesus crowned ! 
 Girt with omnipotence and grace, 
 And glory decks the Savior's face. 
 
 3 Descending on his azure throne, 
 
 He claims the kingdoms for his own ; 
 The kingdoms all obey his word, 
 And hail him their triumphant Lord. 
 
 4 Shout, all the people of the sky. 
 And all the saints of the Most High ; 
 Our Lord, who now his right obtains, 
 Forever and forever reigns. 
 
 HYMN 67. 8, 7, & 4. 
 
 1 Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus, 
 
 Partners in his patience here ; 
 Christ, to all believers precious, 
 Lord of lords, shall soon appear ; 
 
 Mark the tokens 
 Of his heavenly kingdom near. 
 
 2 Hear all nature's groans proclaiming 
 
 Nature's swift-approaching doom ! 
 
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 War, and pestilence, and famine, 
 Signify the wrath to come ; 
 
 Cleaves the centre, 
 Nations rush into the tomb. 
 
 3 Close behind the tribulation 
 
 Of these last tremendous days, 
 See the flaming revelation ! 
 See the universal blaze ! 
 
 Earth and heaven 
 Melt before the Judge's face ! 
 
 4 Sun and "loon are both confounded. 
 
 Darkened into endless night. 
 When, with angel hosts surrounded, 
 In his Father's glory bright. 
 
 Beams the Savior, 
 Shines the everlasting light. 
 
 o See the stars from heaven falling ; 
 Hark, on earth the doleful cry ; 
 Men on rocks and mountains calling, 
 While the frowning Judge draws 
 nigh, 
 " Hide us, hide us. 
 Rocks and mountains, from his 
 eye!" 
 
 6 With what different exclamation 
 Shall the saints his banner see ! 
 
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 By the monuments of his passion, 
 By the marks received for me, 
 
 All discern him, 
 All with shouts cry out, " 'T is he ! " 
 
 7 " Lo ! 't is he I our hearts' desire, 
 
 Come for his espous'd below; 
 Come to join us with his choir, 
 Come to make our joys o'erflow; 
 
 Palms of victory. 
 Crowns of glory to bestow." 
 
 HYMN 68. L. M. 
 
 1 The great archangel's trump shall 
 
 sound, 
 (While twice ten thousand thunders 
 
 roar,) 
 Tear up the graves, and cleave the 
 
 ground, 
 And make the greedy sea restore. 
 
 2 The greedy sea shall yield her dead, 
 The earth no more her slain conceal ; 
 Sinners shall lift their guilty head, 
 And shrink to see a yawning hell. 
 
 8 But we who now our Lord confess, 
 And faithful to the end endure, 
 
82 MIDNIGHT CKY. 
 
 Shall stand in Jesus' righteousness, 
 Stand as the Rock of Ages sure. 
 
 4 We, while the stars from heaven shall 
 
 fall, 
 And mountains are on mountains 
 
 hurled, 
 Shall stand unmoved amidst them all, 
 And smile to see a burning world. 
 
 5 The earth," and all the works therein, 
 Dissolve, by raging flames destroyed ; 
 While we survey the awful scene, 
 And mount above the fiery void. 
 
 6 By faith we now transcend the skies, 
 And on that ruined world look down ; 
 By love above all height we rise. 
 And share the everlastinsf throne. 
 
 HYMN 69. S. M. 
 
 Thou Judge of quick and dead, 
 Before whose bar severe, 
 
 With holy joy or guilty dread, 
 We all shall soon appear; 
 
 Our cautioned souls prepare 
 For that tremendous day, 
 
MIDNIGHT CRY. 83 
 
 And fill us now with watchful care, 
 
 And stir us up to pray. 
 To pray and wait the hour, 
 
 That awful hour unknown, 
 When, robed in majesty and power. 
 
 Thou shall from heaven come down, 
 Th' immortal Son of man. 
 
 To judge the human race. 
 With all thy Father's dazzling train, 
 
 With all thy glorious grace. 
 To damp our earthly joys, 
 
 T' increase our gracious fears, 
 Forever let the archangel's voice 
 
 Be sounding in our ears 
 The solemn midnight cry, 
 
 " Ye dead, the Judge is come I 
 Arise, and meet him in the sky, 
 
 And meet your instant doom ! " 
 
 may we thus be found 
 
 Obedient to thy word. 
 Attentive to the trumpet's sound, 
 
 And looking for our Lord. 
 O may we all insure 
 
 A lot among the blest, 
 And watch a moment to secure 
 
 An everlasting rest. 
 
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 HYMN 70. C. M. 
 
 1 By faith we find the place above, 
 
 The Rock that rent in twain, 
 Beneath the shade of dying love. 
 And in the cleft remain. 
 
 2 Jesus, to thy dear wounds we flee ; 
 
 We sink into thy side ; 
 Assured that all who trust in thee 
 Shall evermore abide. 
 
 3 Then let the thund'ring trumpet sound, 
 
 The latest lightnings glare ; 
 The mountains melt, the solid ground 
 Dissolve as liquid air ; 
 
 4 The huge celestial bodies roll 
 
 Amidst the general fire. 
 And shrivel as a parchment scroll, 
 And all in smoke expire ! 
 
 5 Yet still the Lord, the Savior, reigns, 
 
 When nature is destroyed, 
 And no created thing remains 
 Throughout the flaming void. 
 
 6 Sublime upon his azure throne, 
 
 He speaks th' Almighty word ; 
 
MIDNIGHT CRY. 85 
 
 His fiat is obeyed ; 't is done, 
 And paradise restored. 
 
 7 So be it ! let this system end, 
 
 This ruinous earth and skies ! 
 The New Jerusalem descend, 
 The new creation rise ! 
 
 8 Thy power omnipotent assume ! 
 
 Thy brightest majesty! 
 And when thou dost in glory come, 
 My Lord, remember me I 
 
 HYMN 71. P. M. 
 
 Great God, what do I see and hear ! 
 
 The end of things created I 
 The Judge of man I see appear, 
 
 On clouds of glory seated. 
 The trumpet sounds : the graves re- 
 store 
 The dead which they contained before : 
 
 Prepare, my soul, to meet him. 
 
 The dead in Christ shall first arise, 
 
 At the last trumpet's sounding; 
 Caught up to meet him in the skies. 
 With joy their Lord surrounding. 
 
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 No gloomy fears their souls dismay, 
 His presence sheds eternal day 
 On those prepared to meet him. 
 
 3 But sinners, filled with guihy fears, 
 
 , Behold his wrath prevailing, 
 For they shall rise, and find their tears 
 
 And sighs are unavailing; 
 The day of grace is past and gone, 
 Trembling they stand before the throne, 
 
 All unprepared to meet him. 
 
 4 Great God, what do I see and hear ! 
 
 The end of things created ! 
 The Judge of man I see appear, 
 
 On clouds of glory seated. 
 Beneath his cross I view the day 
 When heaven and earth shall pass 
 away. 
 
 And thus prepare to meet him. 
 
 HYMN 72. S. M. 
 
 1 Behold ! with awful pomp. 
 
 The Judge prepares to come ; 
 The archangel sounds the dreadful 
 trump, 
 And wakes the general doom. 
 
MIDNIGHT CRY. 87 
 
 2 Nature, in wild amaze, 
 
 Her dissolution mourns ; 
 Blushes of blood the moon deface ; 
 The sun to darkness turns. 
 
 3 The living look with dread ; 
 
 The frighted dead arise, 
 Start from the monumental bed, 
 And lift their ghastly eyes. 
 
 4 Horrors all hearts appal, 
 
 They quake I they shriek I they cry! 
 Bid rocks and mountains on them fall, 
 But rocks and mountains fly. 
 
 5 Ye wilful, wanton fools, 
 
 Let dangers make you wise ; 
 
 Carnal professors, careless souls, 
 
 Unclose your sleeping eyes. 
 
 6 'T is time we all awake ; 
 
 The dreadful day draws near ; 
 Sinners, your proud presumption 
 check, 
 And stop your wild career. 
 
 7 Now is th' accepted time. 
 
 To Christ for mercy fly ; 
 
88 MIDNIGHT CRY. 
 
 O turn, repent, and trust in hina, 
 And you shall never die. 
 
 8 Great God, in whom we live, 
 Prepare us for that day ; 
 Help us in Jesus to believe, 
 To watch, and wait, and pray. 
 
 HYMN 73. 4 8s & 2 63. 
 
 1 How happy are the little flock, 
 Who, safe beneath their guardian 
 
 Rock, 
 In all commotions rest ; 
 When war's and tumult's waves run 
 
 high. 
 Unmoved above the storm they lie, 
 And lodge in Jesus' breast. 
 
 2 Such happiness, Lord, have we. 
 By mercy gathered into thee. 
 
 Before the floods descend ; 
 And while the bursting cloud comes 
 
 down. 
 We mark the vengeful day begun, 
 
 And calmly wait the end. 
 
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 3 The plague, and dearth, and din of 
 
 war, 
 Our Savior's swift approach declare, 
 
 And bid our hearts arise ; 
 Earth's basis shook, confirms our hope; 
 Its cities' fall but lifts us up, 
 
 To meet thee in the skies. 
 
 4 Thy tokens we with joy confess ; 
 The war proclaims thee Prince of 
 
 peace ; 
 
 The earthquake speaks thy power; 
 The famine all thy fulness brings ; 
 The plague presents thy healing wings 
 
 And nature's final hour. 
 
 5 Whatever ills the world befal, 
 
 A pledge of endless good we call, 
 
 A sign of Jesus near. 
 His chariot will not long delay; 
 We hear the rumbling wheels, and 
 pray. 
 
 "Triumphant Lord, appear!" 
 
 6 Appear with clouds on Sion's hill, 
 Thy word and mystery to fulfil, 
 
 Thy confessors t' approve ; 
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 MIDNIGHT CRY. 
 
 Thy members on thy throne to place 
 And stamp ihy name on every face, 
 In glorious, heavenly love. 
 
 HYMN 74. 8 & 7. 
 
 1 Righteous God ! whose vengeful vials 
 
 All our fears and thoughts exceed; 
 Big with woes, and fiery trials 
 
 Hanging bursting o'er our head ! 
 While thou visitest the nations, 
 
 Thy selected people spare ; 
 Arm our cautioned souls with patience, 
 
 Fill our humbled hearts with prayer. 
 
 2 If thy dreadful controversy 
 
 With all flesh is now begun. 
 In thy wrath remember mercy ; 
 
 Mercy first and last be shown. 
 Plead thy cause with sword and fire ; 
 
 Shake us till the curse remove ; 
 Till thou com.'st the world's desire. 
 
 Conquering all with sovereign love. 
 
 3 Every fresh alarming token 
 
 More confirms the faithful w^ord : 
 Nature, for its Lord hath spoken, 
 Must be suddenly restored. 
 
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 From this national confusion, 
 
 From this ruined earth and skies, 
 
 See the times of restitution, 
 See the new creation rise ! 
 
 Vanish, then, this world of shadows! 
 
 < Pass the former things away : 
 Lord, appear! appear to glad us 
 
 With the dawn of endless day ! 
 conclude this mortal story ! 
 
 Throw this universe aside ! 
 Come, eternal King of glory. 
 
 Now descend and take thy bride ! 
 
 HYMN 75. 8, 7 & 4. 
 
 Day of judgment — day of wonders ! 
 
 Hark I the trumpet's awful sound, 
 Louder than a thousand thunders, 
 
 Shakes the vast creation round! 
 How the summons 
 
 Will the sinner's heart confound I 
 
 See the Judge our nature wearing, 
 Clothed in majesty divine ! 
 
 You, who long for his appearing, 
 Then shall say, " This God is mine." 
 
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 Gracious Savior, 
 Own me in that day for thine ! 
 
 3 At his call the dead awaken, 
 
 Rise to life from earth and sea ; 
 All the powers of nature, shaken 
 By his looks, prepare to flee. 
 
 Careless sinner, 
 What will then become of thee ? 
 
 4 But to those who have confessed, 
 
 Loved and served the Lord below, 
 He will say, " Come near, ye blessed, 
 See the kingdom I bestow ; 
 
 You, forever, 
 Shall my love and glory know." 
 
 HYMN 76. 7s. 
 
 1 Hark ! that shout of rapturous joy, 
 
 Bursting forth from yonder cloud I 
 Jesus comes ! and through the sky 
 Angels tell their joy aloud. 
 
 2 Hark ! the trumpet's awful voice 
 
 Sounds abroad through sea and land ; 
 Let his people now rejoice ! 
 Their redemption is at hand. 
 
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 3 See ! the Lord appears in view ; 
 Heaven and earth before him fly ! 
 Rise, ye saints, he conies for you — 
 Rise to meet him in the sky. 
 
 HYMN 77. C. M. 
 
 1 That awful day will surely come, 
 
 Th' approaching- hour makes haste, 
 When I must stand before my Judge, 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
 2 Jesus, thou source of all my joys, 
 
 Thou ruler of my heart, 
 How could I bear to hear thy voice 
 Pronounce the sound, " Depart!" 
 
 3 The thunder of that awful word 
 
 Would so torment my ear, 
 'T would tear my soul asunder. Lord, 
 With most tormenting fear. 
 
 4 What, to be banished from my Lord, 
 
 And yet forbid to die ! 
 To linger in eternal pain, 
 And death forever fly ! 
 
 5 wretched state of deep despair. 
 
 To see my God remove, 
 
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 And fix my doleful station where 
 I must not taste his love ! 
 
 HYMN 78. S. M. 
 
 1 In expectation sweet, 
 
 We '11 wait, and sing, and pray, 
 Till Christ's triumphal car we meet, 
 And see an endless day. 
 
 2 He comes ! the Conqueror comes ! 
 
 Death falls beneath his sword ; 
 The joyful prisoners burst the tombs, 
 And rise to meet their Lord. 
 
 3 The trumpet sounds, ''Awake ! 
 
 Ye dead, to judgment come ! " 
 The pillars of creation shake, 
 While man receives his doom. 
 
 4 Thrice happy morn for those 
 
 Who love the ways of peace ; 
 No night of sorrow e'er shall close, 
 Or shade their perfect bliss. 
 
THE JUBILEE. 
 
 HYMN 79. C. M. 
 
 1 What heavenly music do I hear, 
 
 Salvation sounding free ! 
 Ye souls in bondage, lend an ear; 
 This is the Jubilee. 
 
 2 How sweetly do the tidings roll 
 
 All round from sea to sea, 
 From land to land, from pole to pole, 
 This is the Jubilee. 
 
 3 Good news, good news to Adam's race ; 
 
 Let Christians all agree. 
 To sing redeeming love and grace ; 
 This is the Jubilee. 
 
 4 The gospel sounds a sweet release 
 
 To all in misery. 
 And bids them welcome home to peace ; 
 This is the Jubilee. 
 
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 5 Jesus is on the mercy-seat, 
 
 Before him bend the knee ; 
 Let heaven and earth his praise repeat; 
 This is the Jubilee. 
 
 6 Sinners, be wise, return, and come 
 
 Unto the Savior free ; 
 The Spirit bids you welcome home; 
 This is the Jubilee. 
 
 7 Come, ye redeemed, your tribute bring 
 
 With songs of harmony ; 
 While on the road to Canaan &ing, 
 This is the Jubilee. 
 
 HYMN 80. 4Ss &2 6s. 
 
 1 What sound is this salutes my ear ? 
 'T is Gabriel's trump methinks I hear; 
 
 The expected day is come I 
 Behold, the heax^ens, the earth, the sea 
 Proclaim the year of Jubilee ; 
 
 Return, ye exiles, home. 
 
 2 Behold, the fair Jerusalem, 
 Illuminated by the Lamb, 
 
 In glory doth appear ! 
 
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 Fair Zion rising from the tombs 
 To meet the Bridegroom, lo ! he comes, 
 And hails the festive year. 
 
 3 My soul is striving to be there ; 
 could 1 rise and wing the air, 
 
 And trace the heavenly road, 
 Adieu, adieu, all earthly things I 
 
 that I had an angel's wings, 
 I 'd quickly see my God. 
 
 4 Fly, lingering moments, fly, fly! 
 
 1 thirst, I pant, I long to try, 
 
 Angelic joys to prove. 
 Soon shall I quit this house of clay, 
 Clap my glad wings and soar away, 
 
 And shout redeeminsf love. 
 
 HYMN 81. 7s. 
 
 Hark ! the song of Jubilee, 
 Load as mighty thunders roar. 
 
 Or the fulness of the sea. 
 
 When ii breaks upon the shore. 
 
 See Jehovah's banners furled ! 
 Sheathed his sword ; he speaks- 
 't is done ! 
 5 
 
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 Now the kingdoms of this world 
 Are the kingdom of his Son. 
 
 3 He shall reign from pole to pole, 
 
 With supreme, unbounded sway; 
 He shall reign, when, like a scroll, 
 Yonder heavens have passed away ! 
 
 4 Hallelujah ! for the Lord 
 
 God omnipotent shall reign ! 
 Hallelujah ! let the word 
 
 Echo round the earth and mam. 
 
 HYMN 82. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 
 The gladly solemn sound ; 
 
 Let all the nations know. 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
 
 Your liberty receive. 
 And safe in Jesus dwell. 
 
 And blest in Jesus live. 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
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 3 Ye who have sold for nought 
 
 Your heritage above, 
 Shall have it back unbought, 
 
 The gift of Jesus' love. 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 4 The gospel trumpet hear, 
 
 The news of heavenly grace ; 
 And, saved from earth, appear 
 
 Before your Savior's face. 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 HYMN 83. 7s. 
 
 1 Wake the song of Jubilee, 
 Let it echo o'er the sea ! 
 
 Now is come the promised hour, 
 Jesus reigns with sovereign power. 
 
 2 All ye nations, join and sing, 
 
 " Christ of lords and kings is King! " 
 Let it sound from shore to shore, 
 Jesus reigns for evermore ! 
 
 3 Now the desert lands rejoice, 
 And the islands join their voice ; 
 Yea, the whole creation sings, 
 "Jesus is the Kinsf of kinsfs!" 
 
LIVING ORACLES. 
 
 HYMN S4. 6 lines 8s. 
 
 1 Inspirer of the ancient seers, 
 
 Who wrote from thee the sacred 
 page, 
 The same through all succeeding 
 years ; 
 To us, in our degenerate age, 
 The spirit of thy word impart. 
 And breathe the life into our heart. 
 
 2 While now thine oracles we read. 
 
 With earnest prayer and strong de- 
 sire, 
 O let thy Spirit from thee proceed. 
 Our souls t' awaken and inspire ; 
 Our weakness help, our darkness 
 
 chase. 
 And guide us by the light of grace. 
 
LIVING ORACLES. 101 
 
 3 Whene'er in error's paths we rove, 
 
 The living God through sin forsake, 
 Our conscience by thy word reprove. 
 
 Convince and bring the wand'rers 
 back ; 
 Deep wounded by thy Spirit's sword. 
 And then by Gilead's balm restored. 
 
 4 The sacred lessons of thy grace, 
 
 Transmitted through thy word, re- 
 peat, 
 And train us up in all thy ways, 
 
 To make us in thy will complete ; 
 Fulfil thy love's redeeming plan, 
 And bring us to a perfect man. 
 
 5 Furnished out of thy treasury, 
 
 O may we always ready stand. 
 To help the souls redeemed by thee. 
 
 In what their various states de- 
 mand ; 
 To teach, convince, correct, reprove, 
 And build them up in holiest love. 
 
 HYMN 85. C. M. 
 
 1 The counsels of redeeming grace 
 The sacred leaves unfold ; 
 
102 LIVING ORACLES. 
 
 And here the Savior's lovely face 
 Our raptured eyes behold. 
 
 2 Here light, descending from above, 
 
 Directs our doubtful feet ; 
 Here promises of heavenly love 
 Our ardent wishes meet. 
 
 3 Our numerous gifts are here redrest, 
 
 And all our wants supplied ; 
 Nought we can ask to make us blest, 
 Is in this book denied. 
 
 4 For these inestimable gains, 
 
 Thai so enrich the mind, 
 may we search with eager pains, 
 Assured that we shall find. 
 
 HYMN 86. C. M. 
 
 1 Father of mercies, in thy word 
 
 What endless glory shines ! 
 Forever be thy name adored 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
 2 Here may the wretched sons of want 
 
 Exhaustless riches find, 
 Riches above what earth can grant. 
 And lastino: as the mind. 
 
LIVING ORACLES. 103 
 
 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
 
 And yields a free repast ; 
 Sublimer sweets than nature knows, 
 Invite the longing taste. 
 
 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heavenly peace around; 
 And life, and everlasting joys, 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
 5 may these heavenly pages be 
 
 My ever dear delight ; 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 And still increasing light ! 
 
 6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 
 
 Be thou forever near ; 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 And view my Savior near. 
 
 HYMN 87. 7s. 
 
 1 Holy Bible ! book divine ! 
 Precious treasure, thou art mine ! 
 Mine, to tell me whence I came ; 
 Mine, to teach me what I am ; 
 
 2 Mine, to chide me when I rove ; 
 Mine, to show a Savior's love ; 
 
104 LIVING ORACLES. 
 
 Mine, art thou, to guide my feet; 
 Mine to judge, condemn, acquit; 
 
 3 Mine, to comfort in distress, 
 If the Holy Spirit bless ; 
 Mine, to show, by living faith, 
 Man can triumph over death ; 
 
 4 Mine, to tell of joys to come, 
 And the rebel sinner's doom; 
 O thou precious book divine ! 
 Precious treasure, thou art mine. 
 
 HYMN 88. C. M. 
 
 1 Jesus, my Savior, and my Lord, 
 
 To thee I lift mine eyes ; 
 Teach and instruct me by thy word, 
 And make me truly wise. 
 
 2 Make me to know and understand 
 
 Thy whole revealed will; 
 Fain would I learn to comprehend 
 Thy love more clearly still. 
 
 3 Help me to read the Bible o'er 
 
 With ever-new delight. 
 Help me to love its Author more; 
 To seek thee day and night. 
 
LIVING OllACLES. 105 
 
 4 let it purify my heart, 
 
 And guide me all my days; 
 Its wonders, Lord, to me impart, 
 And thou shall have the praise. 
 
 HYMN 89. C. M. 
 
 1 Hail, sacred truth ! whose piercing 
 
 rays 
 Dispel the shades of night; 
 Diffusing o'er the mental world 
 The healing beams of light. 
 
 2 Jesus, thy word, with friendly aid, 
 
 Restores our wandering feet; 
 Converts the sorrows of the mind 
 To joys divinely sweet. 
 
 3 send thy light and truth abroad, 
 
 In all their radiant blaze, 
 And bid th' admiring world adore 
 The glories of thy grace. 
 
 HYMN 90. L. M. 
 
 1 'T WAS by an order from the Lord 
 The ancient prophets spoke his word ; 
 His Spirit did their tongues inspire. 
 And warm their hearts with heavenly 
 fire. 
 
106 LIVING ORACLES. 
 
 2 Great God' mine eyes with pleasure 
 
 look 
 On the dear volume of thy book ; 
 There my Redeemer's face I see, 
 And read his name who died for me. 
 
 3 Let the false raptures of the mind 
 Be lost and vanish in the wind ; 
 Here I can fix my hope secure ; 
 This is thy word — and must endure. 
 
 HYMN 91. C. M. 
 
 1 What glory gilds the sacred page, 
 
 Majestic, like the sun ! 
 It gives a light to every age ; 
 It gives — but borrows none. 
 
 2 The power that gave it still supplies 
 
 The gracious light and heat : 
 Its truths upon the nations rise ; 
 They rise — but never set. 
 
 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine 
 
 For such a bright display. 
 As makes a world of darkness shine 
 With beams of heavenly day. 
 
 4 My soul rejoices to pursue 
 
 The steps of him I love, 
 
LIVING ORACLES. 107 
 
 Till glory breaks upon my view- 
 In brighter worlds above. 
 
 HYMN 92. C. M. 
 
 How precious is the book divine, 
 
 By inspiration given ! 
 Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 
 
 To guide our souls to heaven. 
 
 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 
 In this dark vale of tears ; 
 
 Life, light, and joy it still imparts, 
 And quells our rising fears. 
 
 This lamp, through all the tedious 
 night 
 
 Of life, shall guide our way, 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 
 Of an eternal day. 
 
RESURRECTION. 
 
 HYMN 93. L. M. 
 
 1 Our Lord is risen from the dead; 
 Our Jesus is gone up on high ! 
 The powers of hell are captive led, 
 Dragged to the portals of the sky. 
 There his triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay; 
 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ; 
 Ye everlasting doors, give way. 
 
 2 Loose all your bars of massy light. 
 And wide unfold th' ethereal scene ; 
 He claims these mansions as his right, 
 Receive the King of Glory in. 
 
 Who is the King of Glory ? Who ? 
 The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame. 
 The world, sin, death, and hell o'er- 
 
 threw; — 
 And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 
 
RESURRECTION. 109 
 
 3 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay ; 
 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ; 
 Ye everlasting doors, give way. 
 Who is the King of Glory ? Who ? 
 The Lord, of glorious power possessed ; 
 The King of saints and angels too, 
 God over all, forever blest. 
 
 HYMN 94. C. M. 
 
 1 Why do we mourn for dying friends, 
 
 Or shake at death's alarms ? 
 'T is but the voice that Jesus sends, 
 To call them to his arms. 
 
 2 Why should we tremble to convey 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb ? 
 There once the flesh of Jesus lay, 
 And left a long perfume. 
 
 3 The graves of all his saints he blest, 
 
 And softened every bed : 
 Where should the dying members rest 
 But with their dying Head ? 
 
 4 Thence he arose, ascending high, 
 
 And showed our feet the way ; 
 
110 
 
 RESURRECTION. 
 
 Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
 At the great rising day. 
 
 5 Then let the last loud trunnpet sound, 
 And bid our kindred rise : 
 Awake, ye nations under ground ; 
 Ye saints, ascend the skies. 
 
 HYMN 95. L. M. 
 
 1 Why should we start and fear to die ? 
 What timorous worms we mortals are ! 
 Death is the gate of endless joy, 
 And yet we dread to enter there. 
 
 2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife, 
 Fright our approaching souls away ; 
 Still shrink we back again to life. 
 Fond of our prison and our clay. 
 
 3 O, if my Lord would come and meet. 
 My soul should stretch her wings in 
 
 haste, 
 Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
 Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 
 
 4 Jesus can make a dying bed * 
 Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
 
RESURRECTION. Ill 
 
 While on his breast I lean my head, 
 And breathe my life out sweetly there. 
 
 HYMN 96. L. M. 
 
 1 The morning flowers display their 
 
 sweets 
 And gay their silken leaves unfold, 
 As careless of the noontide heats, 
 As fearless of the evening cold. 
 
 2 Nipt by the winds' untimely blast, 
 Parched by the sun's directer ray, 
 The momentary glories waste, 
 The short-lived beauties die away. 
 
 3 So blooms the human face divine. 
 When youth its pride of beauty shows; 
 Fairer than spring the colors shine. 
 And sweeter than the virgin rose. 
 
 4 Or worn by slowly rolling years. 
 Or broke by sickness in a day, 
 The fading glory disappears, 
 The short-lived beauties die away. 
 
 5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb, 
 With lustre brighter far shall shine. 
 
112 RESURRECTION. 
 
 Revive with ever-during bloom, 
 Safe from diseases and decline. 
 
 6 Let sickness blast, let death devour, 
 If heaven must recompense our pains ; 
 Perish the grass and fade the flower, 
 If firm the word of God remains. 
 
 HYMN 97. C. M. 
 
 1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
 
 And cast a wishful eye 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
 Where my possessions lie. 
 
 2 O the transporting", rapturous scene, 
 
 That rises to my sight ! 
 Sweet fields, arrayed in living green, 
 And rivers of delight. 
 
 3 There gen'rous fruits, that never fail, 
 
 On trees immortal grow; 
 There rocks and hills, and brooks and 
 vales, 
 With milk and honey flow. 
 
 4 All o'er those wide-extended plains 
 
 Shines one eternal day; 
 There God, the Sun, forever shines. 
 And scatters night away. 
 
RESURRECTION. 113 
 
 5 No chilling winds or pois'nous breath 
 Can reach that healihful shore ; 
 Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, 
 Are felt and feared no more. 
 
 HYMN 98. C. M. 
 
 1 Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard, 
 
 Nor sense nor reason known, 
 What joys the Father has prepared 
 For those that love his Son. 
 
 2 But the good Spirit of the Lord 
 
 Reveals a heaven to come ; 
 
 The beams of glory in his word 
 
 Allure and guide us home. 
 
 3 Pure are the joys above the sky, 
 
 And all the region peace ; 
 
 No wanton lips nor envious eye 
 
 Can see or taste the bliss. 
 
 4 Those holy gates forever bar 
 
 Pollution, sin and shame ; 
 None shall obtain admittance there 
 But followers of the Lamb. 
 6^ 
 
114 RESURRECTION. 
 
 HYMN 99. C. M. } 
 
 1 Ye living men, the tomb survey, 
 
 Where you must shortly dwell, 
 Hark ! how the awful summons sounds, 
 In every funeral knell ! 
 
 2 Once you must die, and once for all, 
 
 The solemn purport weigh ; 
 For know that heaven or hell is hung 
 On that important day ! 
 
 3 Those eyes, so long in darkness veiled, 
 
 Must wake the Judge to see ; 
 And every word, and every thought. 
 Must pass his scrutiny. 
 
 4 may I in the Judge behold 
 
 My Savior and my friend ; 
 And, far beyond the reach of death. 
 With all his saints ascend. 
 
 HYMN 100. C. M. 
 
 1 Life is a span, a fleeting hour, 
 How soon the vapor flies ! 
 Man is a tender, transient flower, 
 That e'en in blooming — dies. 
 
RESURRECTION. 115 
 
 2 The once loved form, now cold and 
 
 dead, 
 Each mournful thought employs ; 
 And nature weeps her comforts fled, 
 And withered all her joys. 
 
 3 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, 
 
 When what we now deplore 
 
 Shall rise in full, immortal prime, 
 
 And bloom to fade no more. 
 
 4 Cease, then, fond nature, cease thy 
 
 tears — 
 Thy Savior dwells on high ; 
 There everlasting Spring appears — 
 There joys shall never die. 
 
 HYMN 101. C. M. 
 
 Hear what the voice from heaven 
 proclaims 
 
 For all the pious dead ; 
 Sweet is the savor of their names, 
 
 And soft their sleeping bed. 
 
 They die in Jesus and are blest ; 
 How kind their slumbers are ! 
 
116 RESURRECTION. 
 
 From sufferings and from sins released, 
 And freed from every snare. 
 
 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, 
 They 're present with the Lord ! 
 The labors of their mortal life 
 End in a large reward. 
 
 HYMN 102. C. M. 
 
 1 And let our feeble bodies fail, 
 
 And let them faint and die ; 
 We soon shall quit the mournful vale, 
 And soar to worlds on high ; 
 
 2 Shall join the glorified saints, 
 
 And find our long-sought rest, 
 That only bliss for which we pant. 
 In the Eedeemer's breast. 
 
 3 In hope of that immortal crown, 
 
 We now the cross sustain ; 
 And gladly wander up and down. 
 And smile at toil and pain. 
 
 4 We suffer on our threescore years, 
 
 Till our Deliv'rer come. 
 And wipe away his servants' tears, 
 And take his exiles home. 
 
RESURRECTION. 117 
 
 HYMN 103. C. M. 
 
 1 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes, 
 
 And raise your voices high ; 
 Awake, and praise that sovereign love 
 That shows salvation nigh. 
 
 2 On all the wings of time it flies ; 
 
 Each moment brings it near; 
 Then welcome each declining day, 
 Welcome each closing year ! 
 
 3 Not many years their round shall run, 
 
 Not many mornings rise, 
 Ere all its glories stand revealed 
 To our admiring eyes. 
 
 HYMN 104. C. M. 
 
 1 How long shall death the tyrant reign, 
 
 And triumph o'er the just; 
 While the rich blood of martyrs slain 
 Lies mingled with the dust ! 
 
 2 When shall the tedious night be gone ? 
 
 When will our Lord appear ? 
 Our fond desires would pray him down. 
 Our love embrace him here. 
 
118 RESURRECTION. 
 
 8 Let faith arise and climb the hills, 
 And from afar descry 
 How distant are his chariot wheels, 
 And tell how fast they fly. 
 
 4 We hear the voice, " Ye dead, arise ! " 
 
 And, lo, the graves obey ; 
 And waking saints, with joyful eyes, 
 Salute th' expected day. 
 
 5 may our humble spirits stand 
 
 Among them, clothed in white ! 
 The meanest place at his right hand 
 Is infinite delight. 
 
 6 How shall our joy and wonder rise, 
 
 When our returning King 
 Shall bear us homeward through the 
 skies 
 On love's triumphant wing. 
 
 HYMN 105. C. M. 
 
 The Lord has promised good to me, 
 His word my hope secures ; 
 
 He will my shield and portion be, 
 As long as life endures. 
 
RESURRECTION. 119 
 
 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, 
 And mortal life shall cease, 
 
 I shall possess, within the veil, 
 A life of joy and peace. 
 
 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, 
 The sun forbear to shine ; 
 
 But God, who owns us here below, 
 Will be forever mine. 
 
 HYMN 106. S. M. 
 
 1 And will the Judge descend ? 
 
 And must the dead arise ^ 
 And not a single soul escape 
 His all-discerning eyes ? 
 
 2 How will my heart endure 
 
 The terrors of that day, 
 When earth and heaven before his face, 
 Astonished, shrink away ? 
 
 3 But, ere the trumpet shakes 
 
 The mansions of the dead, 
 Hark ! from the gospel's cheering 
 sound 
 What joyful tidings spread ! 
 
120 RESURRECTION. 
 
 3 Ye sinners, see his grace, 
 
 Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; 
 Flee to the shelter of his cross, 
 And find salvation there. 
 
 HYMN 107. C. M. 
 
 1 The angel comes ; he comes to reap 
 
 The harvest of the Lord ! 
 O'er all the earth, with fatal sweep, 
 Wide waves his flaming sword. 
 
 2 And who are they, in sheaves to bide 
 
 The fire of vengeance bound ? 
 The tares, whose rank, luxuriant pride 
 Chokes the fair crop around. 
 
 3 And who are they, reserved in store 
 
 God's treasure-house to fill? 
 The wheat, a hundred fold that bore 
 Amid surrounding ill. 
 
 4 O King of mercy ! grant us power 
 
 Thy fiery wrath to flee ! 
 In thy destroying angel's hour, 
 O gather us to thee ! 
 
THE TRIUMPH. 
 
 HYMN 108. P. M. 
 
 1 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumph- 
 
 antly glorious ; 
 O'er sin, death, and hell, he has made 
 
 us victorious ; 
 With shouting proclaim it — trust 
 
 in his passion, 
 He saved us most freely — O precious 
 
 salvation ! 
 
 2 Our Jesus his name now proclaims 
 
 all victorious. 
 He reigns over all, and his kingdom 
 
 is glorious ; 
 To Jesus we '11 join with the great 
 
 congregation, 
 And triumph, ascribing to him our 
 
 salvation. 
 6 
 
122 THE TRIUMPH. 
 
 3 With joy shall we stand, when es- 
 caped to the shore ; 
 
 With harps in our hands, we '11 praise 
 him evermore ; 
 
 We '11 range the sweet plains on the 
 bank of the river, 
 
 And sing of salvation forever and ever. 
 
 HYMN 109. C. M. 
 
 1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 
 
 With angels round the throne ; 
 Ten thousand thousand are their 
 tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they 
 
 cry, 
 " To be exalted thus ! " 
 " Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
 " For he was slain for us." 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honor and power divine ; 
 And blessings, more than we can give, 
 Be, Lord, forever thine. 
 
 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, 
 
 And air, and earth, and seas, 
 
THE TRIUMPH. 123 
 
 Conspire to lift thy glorieb high, 
 And speak thine endless praise. 
 
 5 The whole creation join in one 
 To bless the sacred name 
 Of hirn who sits upon the throne, 
 And to adore the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 110. C. M. 
 
 Now to the Lamb that once was slain 
 Be endless blessings paid ; 
 
 Salvation, glory, joy, remain 
 Forever on thy head. 
 
 Thou hast redeemed us by thy blood, 
 And set the prisoners free ; 
 
 Hast made us kings and priests to 
 God, 
 And we shall reign with thee. 
 
 HYMN 111. C. M. 
 
 " These glorious minds I how bright 
 they shine I 
 
 Whence all their white array ? 
 How came they to the happy seats 
 
 Of everlasting day ? " 
 
124 THE TRIUMPH. 
 
 2 From torturing pains to endless joys 
 
 On fiery wheels they rode, 
 And strangely washed their raiment 
 white 
 In Jesus' dying blood. 
 
 3 Now they approach th' eternal God, 
 
 And bow before his throne ; 
 Their warbling harps and sacred songs 
 Adore the Holy One. 
 
 4 The unveiled glories of his face 
 
 Among his saints reside, 
 AVhile the rich treasure of his grace 
 Sees all their wants supplied. 
 
 5 Tormenting thirst shall leave their 
 
 souls, 
 And hunger flee as fast; 
 The fruit of life's immortal tree 
 Shall be their sweet repast. 
 
 6 The Lamb shall lead his heavenly 
 
 flock 
 Where living fountains rise ; 
 And love divine shall wipe away 
 The sorrows of their eyes. 
 
 4 
 
THE TRIUMPH. 
 
 HYMN 112. P. M. 
 
 125 
 
 1 There is an hour of peaceful rest 
 
 To mourning wanderers given ; 
 There is a tear for souls distressed, 
 A balm for every wounded breast — 
 
 'T is found alone in heaven. 
 
 2 There is a home for weary souls, 
 
 By sins and sorrows driven. 
 When tossed on life's tempestuous 
 
 shoals. 
 Where storms arise and ocean rolls, 
 
 And all is drear — but heaven. 
 
 3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye, 
 
 The heart with anguish riven ; 
 It views the tempest passing by, 
 Sees evening shadows quickly fly, 
 
 And all serene — in heaven. 
 
 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, 
 
 And joys supreme are given ; 
 There rays divine disperse the gloom 
 Beyond the dark and narrow tomb 
 
 Appears the dawn of heaven. 
 
126 THE TRIUMPH. 
 
 HYMN 113. 8 lines 7s. 
 
 Hark ! a voice divides the sky ; 
 
 Happy are ihe faithful dead ! 
 In the Lord who sweetly die, 
 
 They from all their toils are freed ! 
 Them the Spirit hath declared. 
 
 Blest, unutterably blest ; 
 Jesus is their great reward, 
 
 Jesus is their endless rest. 
 
 Followed by their works, they go 
 
 Where their Head is gone before ; 
 Reconciled by grace below, 
 
 Grace hath opened mercy's door. 
 Justified through faith alone, 
 
 Here they knew their sins forgiven ; 
 Here they laid their burden down, 
 
 Hallowed and made meet for heaven. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 HYMN 114. S. M. 
 
 1 Sinners, the call obey, 
 
 The latest call of grace ; 
 The day is come, the vengeful day 
 Of a devoted race. 
 
 2 Devils and men combine 
 
 To plague the faithless seed, 
 And vials full of wrath divine 
 Are bursting on your head. 
 
 3 Enter into the Rock, 
 
 Ye trembling slaves of sin. 
 The Rock of your salvation, struck, 
 And cleft to take you in. 
 
 4 To shelter the distressed 
 
 He did the cross endure ; 
 
 Enter into the clefts, and rest 
 
 In Jesus' wouRds secure. 
 
128 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 5 Jesus, to thee we fly 
 
 From the devouring sword ; 
 Our city of defence is nigh, 
 Our help is in the Lord. 
 
 6 Or if the scourge o'erflow, 
 
 And laugh at innocence, 
 Thine everlasting arms, we know, 
 Shall be our souls' defence. 
 
 HYMN 115. C. M. 
 
 1 Light of the world, shine on our soula, 
 
 Thy grace to us afford ; 
 And while we meet to learn thy truth, 
 Be thou our teacher, Lord. 
 
 2 As once thou didst thy word expound 
 
 To those that walked with thee, 
 So teach us. Lord, to understand. 
 And its blest fulness see ; 
 
 3 Its richness, sweetness, power and 
 
 depth, 
 Its holiness discern ; 
 Its joyful news of saving grace 
 By blest experience learn. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 129 
 
 4 Help us each other to assist ; 
 
 Thy Spirit now impart ; 
 Keep humble, but with love inflame, 
 To thee, and thine, each heart. 
 
 5 Thus may thy word be dearer still, 
 
 And studied more each day ; 
 And as it richly dwells within, 
 Thyself in it display. 
 
 HYMN 116. C. M. 
 
 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast 
 A thousand thoughts revolve, 
 
 Come, with your guilt and fear op- 
 pressed, 
 And make this last resolve. 
 
 " I '11 go to Jesus, though my sin 
 Hath like a mountain rose ; 
 
 I know his courts, I '11 enter in, 
 Whatever may oppose. 
 
 " Prostrate I '11 lie before his throne, 
 And there my guilt confess ; 
 
 I *11 tell him I 'm a wretch undone, 
 Without his sovereiorn 2frace. 
 
130 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 4 " But should the Lord reject my plea, 
 
 And disregard my prayer, 
 Yet, still, like Esther, I will stay, 
 And perish only there. 
 
 5 " I can but perish if I go — 
 
 I am resolved to try ; 
 For if I stay away, I know 
 I must forever die." 
 
 HYMN 117. P. M. 
 
 1 The Lord of hosts is on my side, 
 In him — him only, I confide, 
 
 Nor shall confide in vain ; 
 Amidst ten thousand foes and snares, 
 Amidst ten thousand anxious cares, 
 
 He can my soul sustain. 
 
 2 I will not yield to servile fear, 
 Though all the fiends of hell draw 
 
 near, 
 
 To fight, and rage, and rave ; 
 My gracious God is also nigh. 
 And will their hostile rage defy ; 
 
 He is at hand to save. 
 
 3 Let us our hope in God express, 
 Our hope is in his mighty grace. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 131 
 
 And slill in him confide ; 
 With dauntless courage let us rise, 
 Press on, and win the gracious prize, 
 
 For God is on our side. 
 
 HYMN 118. P. M. 
 
 1 How pleasant 't is to see 
 Kindred and friends agree — 
 
 Each in his proper station move, 
 And each fulfil his part, 
 With sympathizing heart, 
 
 In all the cares of life and love. 
 
 2 'T is like the ointment shed 
 On Aaron's sacred head — 
 
 Divinely rich, divinely sweet; 
 
 The oil through all the room 
 
 Diffused a rich perfume, 
 Ran through his robes, and blest his feet. 
 
 3 Like fruitful showers of rain 
 That water all the plain, 
 
 Descending from the neighboring hills ; 
 Such streams of pleasure roll 
 Through every friendly soul. 
 
 Where love, like heavenly dew, distils. 
 
132 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 HYMN 119. L. M. 
 
 1 Shall I, for fear of feeble man, 
 The Spirit's course in me restrain ? 
 Or, undismayed, in deed and word, 
 Be a true witness of my Lord ? 
 
 2 Awed by a mortal's frown, shall I 
 Conceal the word of God most high ! 
 How then before thee shall I dare 
 To stand, or how thine anger bear ? 
 
 3 Shall I, to soothe th' unholy throng, 
 Soften thy truth, or smooth my tongue, 
 To gain earth's gilded toys, or flee 
 The cross endured, my Lord, by thee ?■ 
 
 4 What then is he whose scorn I dread, 
 Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid ? 
 A man ! an heir of death ! a slave 
 To sin ! a bubble on the wave ! 
 
 5 Yea, let men rage ; since thou wilt 
 
 spread 
 Thy shadowing wings around my 
 
 head; 
 Since in all pain thy tender love 
 Will still my sure refreshment prove. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 133 
 
 HYMN 120. P. M. 
 
 Vain, delusive world, adieu, 
 
 With all your creature good ; 
 Only Jesus we pursue. 
 
 Who bought us with his blood ! 
 All thy pleasures we forego, 
 
 We trample on thy wealth and pride ; 
 Only Jesus will we know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified ! 
 
 Here will we set up our rest ; 
 
 Each fluctuating heart 
 From the haven of his breast 
 
 Shall never more depart. 
 Whither should a sinner go ? 
 
 His wounds for me stand open wide ; 
 Only Jesus will we know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified I 
 
 O that we could all invite. 
 
 This saving truth to prove ; 
 Show the length, the breadth, the 
 height. 
 
 And depth of Jesus' love ! 
 Fain we would to sinners show, 
 
 The blood l^y faith alone applied ; 
 Only Jesus will we know 
 
 And Jesus crucified I 
 
134 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 HYMN 121. 10 & 11. 
 
 1 The fields are all white, the harvest 
 
 is near; 
 
 The reapers all with their sharp sick- 
 les appear, 
 
 To reap down the fields and gather in 
 barns ; 
 
 While the wild plants of nature are 
 left for to burn. 
 
 2 Come then, my soul, and think on 
 
 that day, 
 When all things in nature shall cease 
 
 and decay, 
 The trumpet shall sound, the angels 
 
 appear, 
 To reap down the earth, both the 
 
 wheat and the tares. 
 
 3 But hear the sad cry, ascending the 
 
 sky. 
 
 Of those in distress who have no- 
 where to fly ; 
 
 They call for the rocks and moun- 
 tains to fall 
 
 Upon their poor souls, to hide them 
 from thrall. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 135 
 
 4 'T will all be in vain ; the mountains 
 
 must flee, 
 The rocks fly like hailstones, and 
 
 must no more be ; 
 The earth it shall shake, the sea shall 
 
 retire, 
 And this solid world shall then be all 
 
 on fire. 
 
 5 Then, wretched mortals, look up 
 
 and 'spy 
 
 The glorious Redeemer descending 
 the sky, 
 
 On chariots of fire ; to earth he is 
 bound. 
 
 With guards of bright angels attend- 
 ing him down. 
 
 6 But hear the kind Judge, that great 
 
 day alarms, 
 First gather my children all into my 
 
 arms, 
 That seven last plagues be poured out 
 
 on those 
 Who 've blasphemed my name and 
 
 my saints have opposed. 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 FAGB 
 
 New Jerusalem, 5 
 
 Descending from heaven, 5 
 
 Home of the saints, 6 
 
 The glorious cify, 7 
 
 Glorification of the, 9 
 
 Pilgrims travelling unto, 10 
 
 Desiring to dwell in the, 11 
 
 The rest and reward of the saints, . . 12 
 
 Prospect of triumph, 14 
 
 The pilgrim's lot, 15 
 
 A glorious description of the, .... 17 
 Blessedness of the saints, 18 
 
 Kingdom of God, 19 
 
 Prayer of the church, 19 
 
 Prayer for, 20 
 
 Extension of the, . 21 
 
 Establishing of, . • . • » 21 
 
 Glorification of, 23 
 
 Extension of, 25 
 
 Dominion of, 26 
 
 Consummation of, 27 
 
 Desire of the Bride, *, . . . 28 
 
 Eden of love, 28 
 
 Her heavenly home, 30 
 
 The glorious hop,^., 32 
 
 For the Bridegroom's return, 33 
 
 The land of rest, 34 
 
 For the fulness of God, 35 
 
 To see and reign with Christ, .... 37 
 To know her acceptance, 38 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 137 
 
 For Christ's return, 39 
 
 Transfiguration — glorified state, ... 40 
 
 The Alarm and Call to Duty, 41 
 
 To vigorous action, 41 
 
 The Christian soldier, 43 
 
 The watchman, 44 
 
 The Christian hero, 45 
 
 Pursue the journey, 46 
 
 Soldier of the cross, 47 
 
 Prepare for the judgment, 48 
 
 Daughter of Zion, 49 
 
 To love and cleave to Christ, .... 50 
 Rejoice in prospect of heaven, . ... 51 
 
 To fulfil our calling, 52 
 
 Invitation — Encouragement, .... 53 
 
 Sons of Zion, 54 
 
 Encouragement and hope, 56 
 
 Worship, Prayer, and Praise, 57 
 
 Power and sovereignty of God, ... 57 
 Blessedness of divine worship, .... 58 
 
 Preparation for worship, 59 
 
 Welcome of the Sabbath, 59 
 
 Right improvement of the Sabbath, . 60 
 
 The glad tidings, • .... 61 
 
 Hope of the saints, 62 
 
 Stability of the church, 63 
 
 Triumph of Zion, 64 
 
 Duty of the watchmen, 65 
 
 Coronation of Jesus, 66 
 
 Invocation of the Spirit, 67 
 
 Prayer for light, 67 
 
 General praise, 68 
 
 Doxology, 69 
 
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138 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 The Midnight Cry, 70 
 
 Coining of the Judge — The judgment, 70 
 
 Christ coming in the clouds, 71 
 
 Coming of the Lord, 72 
 
 The judgment — Safety of the saints, . 73 
 Conflagration — Righteous safe, ... 74 
 
 The judgment, 76 
 
 The chariot 77 
 
 Seventh trumpet, . 78 
 
 Signs of second coming, 79 
 
 Archangel's trump, 81 
 
 Preparation for judgment, 82 
 
 Safety in Christ, 84 
 
 The preparation, 85 
 
 Warning to prepare, 86 
 
 Safety of the church in judgment, . . 88 
 
 The seven vials, 90 
 
 Judgment— Destiny of man, 91 
 
 The resuscitation, 92 
 
 Certainty of the judgment-day, ... 93 
 Consummation of the Christian's hope, 94 
 
 The Jubilee, 95 
 
 Music of the gospel, 95 
 
 Gabriel's trump, 96 
 
 Song of, 97 
 
 The year of, 98 
 
 Wake the song of, 99 
 
 Living Oracles, 100 
 
 Inspiration of the prophets, .... 100 
 
 Counsels of, 101 
 
 Light, glory, riches of, 102 
 
 Guide and comfort of, 103 
 
 Desire to understand, 104 
 
 The illumination of, 105 
 
 Divinity of, 105 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 139 
 
 Gratitude for, 106 
 
 Preciousness of, 107 
 
 The Resurrection, 108 
 
 Of Christ, 108 
 
 Of the saints, 109 
 
 Comfort in death, 110 
 
 Hope of, Ill 
 
 Prospect of heaven, 112 
 
 Purity and glory of heaven, 113 
 
 Death and restoration, 114 
 
 Comforts of, 114 
 
 Voice from heaven, 115 
 
 Mortality — Immortal hope, 116 
 
 Desire for second coming, 117 
 
 Confidence in God's promises, . . .118 
 
 Descent of the Judge, 119 
 
 The last harvest, 120 
 
 The Triumph, 121 
 
 Of Christ, 121 
 
 Of the saints, 122 
 
 Song of praise to Christ, 123 
 
 Glorification of the faithful, .... 123 
 
 The place of rest, 125 
 
 The rewards of the faithful, .... 126 
 
 Miscellaneous, 127 
 
 Call to repentance, , . 127 
 
 Prayer for light, 128 
 
 The invitation, 129 
 
 Trust in God, 130 
 
 Unity of brethren, 131 
 
 Courage in declaring the word of God, 1 32 
 Entire reliance upon Christ, . . . .133 
 Harvest of the world, 134 
 
INDEX 
 
 A. PAGB 
 
 Arise and shine, O Zion fair, 9 
 
 Away with our sorrow and fear, 12 
 
 A city appears to our view, 17 
 
 And when the last loud trumpet, 27 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross, 47 
 
 Awake and sing the song, 51 
 
 A charge to keep I have, 52 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' name, 66 
 
 And must I be to judgment brought, 76 
 
 And let our feeble bodies fail, 116 
 
 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes, . . . .117 
 And will the Judge descend, 119 
 
 B. 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 57 
 
 By faith we find the place above, 84 
 
 Behold, with awful pomp, 86 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow, 98 
 
 C. 
 
 Come, my way, my truth, my life, 39 
 
 Christian, arise, in armor arrayed, 43 
 
 Come, let us anew our journey pursue, .... 46 
 
 Come, brethren dear and sisters, . 53 
 
 Come, all ye sons of Zion, 54 
 
 Comfort, ye ministers of grace, 64 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, ... 67 
 
INDEX. 141 
 
 Come, let US join our cheerful songs, . . . 122 
 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast, . . . 129 
 
 D. 
 
 Daughter of Zion ! awake from thy sadness, . 49 
 Day of judgment, day of wonders, 91 
 
 F. 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains, 25 
 
 Father of all, in whom alone, 67 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies, 69 
 
 Father of mercies, in thy word, 102 
 
 G. 
 
 Glorious thmgs of thee are spoken, 7 
 
 Great God, whose universal sway, 20 
 
 Great God, what do I see and hear, 85 
 
 H. 
 
 How happy is the pilgrim's lot, 15 
 
 Hail to the Lord's anointed, 21 
 
 How sweet to reflect on those joys that await 
 
 me, . 28 
 
 Hark, the warlike clarion, 45 
 
 Hark, my soul, it is the Lord, 50 
 
 How beauteous are their feet, 61 
 
 He comes, he comes, the Judge severe, .... 78 
 
 How happy are the little flock, 88 
 
 Hark ! that shout of rapturous joy, 92 
 
 Hark! the song of jubilee, 97 
 
 Holy Bible, book divine, 103 
 
 Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rays, . . . 105 
 
 How precious is the book divine, 107 
 
 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims, 115 
 How long shall death the tyrant reign, . . .117 
 
 Hark ! a voice divides the sky, 126 
 
 How plezisant 't is to see, 131 
 
142 INDEX. 
 
 I. 
 
 [ long to behold him arraj'^ed, 11 
 
 I know that my Redeemer lives, 35 
 
 In expectation sweet, 94 
 
 Inspire! of the ancient seerSj 100 
 
 J. 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home, 6 
 
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem, 14 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun, 21 
 
 Jesus, my Savior, and my Lord, 104 
 
 L. 
 
 Lo, what a glorious sight appears, 5 
 
 Leader of faithful souls, 10 
 
 Lo ! he comes, with clouds descending, .... 71 
 
 Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus, 79 
 
 Life is a span, a fleeting hour, 114 
 
 Light of the world, shine on our souls, .... 128 
 
 M. 
 
 May I throughout this day of thine, 59 
 
 N. 
 Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard, . . .113 
 Now Jesus, our King, reigns, ....... 121 
 
 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, . . . .123 
 
 O. 
 
 O tell me no more, 18 
 
 O glorious hope of heavenly love, 32 
 
 O Savior, is thy promise fled 7 33 
 
 O land of rest, for thee I sigh, 34 
 
 O when shall I see Jesus, 37 
 
 On Tabor's top the Savior stands, 40 
 
INDEX. 143 
 
 O God, my inmost soul convert, 48 
 
 Our Lord is risen from the dead, 108 
 
 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 112 
 
 R. 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord is King, 26 
 
 Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 60 
 
 Righteous God, whose vengeful vials, .... 90 
 
 S. 
 
 Speak often to each other, 56 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, .... 58 
 
 Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord, 62 
 
 Sing to the Lord, who loud proclaims, .... 68 
 
 Stand th' omnipotent decree, 74 
 
 Sinners, the call obey, . 127 
 
 Shall I, for fear of feeble man, 132 
 
 T. 
 
 Thy kingdom come ; thus day by day, . . . . 19 
 The Savior comes, by ancient bards foretold, . 23 
 The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away, 30 
 
 Triumphant Zion, lift thy head, 64 
 
 The Lord, the Judge, before his throne, .... 70 
 The Lord will come, the earth shall quake, . 72 
 
 The chariot ! the chariot, 77 
 
 The great archangel's trump shall sound, . . 81 
 
 Thou Judge of quick and dead, 82 
 
 That awful day will surely come, 93 
 
 The counsels of redeeming grace, 103 
 
 'T was by an order from the Lord, 105 
 
 The morning flowers display their sweets, . Ill 
 The Lord has promised good to me, .... 118 
 
 The angel comes, he comes to reap, 120 
 
 Tihese glorious minds, how bright they shine, 123 
 The fields are all white, the harvest is near, . 1 34 
 
144 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 There IS an hour of peaceful rest, 125 
 
 The Lord of hosts is on my side, 130 
 
 V. 
 Vain, delusive world, adieu, 133 
 
 W. 
 
 When thou, my righteous Judge, shall come, . 33 
 
 We are living, we are dwelling, 41 
 
 "' ■ ' • " "- • . . 44 
 
 . 59 
 . 73 
 
 . 95 
 
 Watchman, tell us of the night 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest, . . . 
 When wild confusion wrecks the air 
 What heavenly music do I hear, 
 What sound is this salutes my ear, 
 Wake the song of jubilee, .... 
 What glory gilds the sacred page, 
 Why do we mourn for dying friends 
 Why should we start and fear to die 
 
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 110 
 
 Ye living men, tne tomb survey, 114 
 
 Z. 
 
 Zion, the city of our God, 83 
 

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