ITS GROWTH AND FUTURE TRIUMPHS.591L. M.Put on thy strength, O Zion.Isaiah 52:1.Triumphant Zion! lift thy headFrom dust, and darkness, and the dead!Though humbled long—awake at length,And gird thee with thy Saviour’s strength.2Put all thy beauteous garments on,And let thy excellence be known;Decked in the robes of righteousness,The world thy glories shall confess.3No more shall foes unclean invade,And fill thy hallowed walls with dread:No more shall hell’s insulting hostTheir victory and thy sorrows boast.4God, from on high, has heard thy prayer;His hand thy ruins shall repair;Nor will thy watchful Monarch ceaseTo guard thee in eternal peace.Doddridge.592L. M.All nations shall serve him.Psalm 72:11.Eternal Lord! from land to landShall echo thine all-glorious name,Till kingdoms bow at thy command,And every lip thy praise proclaim.2Exalted high, on every shore,The banner of the cross unfurled,Shall summon thousands to adoreThe Saviour of a ransomed world.3Thousands shall join thy pilgrim band,And, by that sacred standard led,Press forward to Immanuel’s land,Nor fear the thorny path to tread.4Triumphant over every foe,Their ransomed hosts shall move alongTo that blest world, where sin and woeShall never mingle with their song.593L. M.Put on thy beautiful garments.Isaiah 52:1.Zion, awake! thy strength renew;Put on thy robes of beauteous hue;Church of our God, arise and shine,Bright with the beams of truth divine.2Soon shall thy radiance stream afar,Wide as the heathen nations are;Gentiles and kings thy light shall view;All shall admire and love thee too.Shrubsole.594C. M.Zion’s prospects.Let Zion and her sons rejoice;Behold the promised hour;Her God hath heard her mourning voice,And comes t’ exalt his power.2Her dust and ruins, that remain,Are precious in his eyes;Those ruins shall be built again,And all that dust shall rise.3The Lord will raise Jerusalem,And stand in glory there;All nations bow before his name,And kings attend with fear.4He frees the soul condemned to death;Nor, when his saints complain,Shall it be said that praying breathWas ever spent in vain.5This shall be known when we are dead,And left on long record,That ages yet unborn may readAnd praise and trust the Lord.Watts.595C. M.Isaiah 62.For Zion’s sake I will not rest,I will not hold my peaceUntil Jerusalem be blest,And Judah dwell at ease;2Until her righteousness return,As daybreak after night—The lamp of her salvation burnWith everlasting light.3The Gentiles shall her glory see,And kings declare her fame;Appointed unto her shall beA new and holy name.4The watchmen on her walls appear,And day and night proclaim,“Zion’s Deliverer is near;Make mention of his name.”5Go through, go through, prepare the way,The gates wide open fling;With loudest voice let heralds say,“Behold thy coming King.”J. Quarles.596C. M.Christ’s Church.Canticles 6:10.Say, who is she that looks abroadLike the sweet, blushing dawn,When with her living light she paintsThe dew-drops of the lawn?2Fair as the moon when in the skiesSerene her throne she guides,And o’er the twinkling stars supremeIn full orbed glory rides;3Clear as the sun, when from the east,Without a cloud he springs,And scatters boundless light and heat,From his resplendent wings.4Tremendous as a host that movesMajestically slow,With banners wide displayed, all armed,And fearless of the foe!5This is the church by heaven arrayedWith strength and grace divine;Thus shall she strike her foes with dread,And thus her glories shine.597C. M.All nations shall flow unto it.Isaiah 2:2.Behold the mountain of the LordIn latter days shall rise,On mountain tops above the hills,And draw the wondering eyes.2To this the joyful nations round,All tribes and tongues shall flow;Up to the hill of God, they’ll say,And to his house we’ll go!3The beam that shines from Zion hillShall lighten every land!The King who reigns in Salem’s towers,Shall all the world command.4No strife shall vex Messiah’s reign,Or mar the peaceful years,To plowshares men shall beat their swords,To pruning-hooks their spears.5No longer hosts encountering hosts,Their millions slain deplore;They hang the trumpet in the hall,And study war no more.6Come, then—O come from every land,To worship at his shrine;And, walking in the light of God,With holy beauties shine.M. Bruce.598P. M.We look for thine appearing.Come, O thou mighty Saviour,We look for thine appearing;Descend, we pray,Thy love display,Our waiting spirits cheering.2Come, clothed with glorious power;Let all thy saints adore thee,And let thy word,The Spirit’s sword,Subdue thy foes before thee.3May every heart with gladness,Thine offered grace receiving,Now cease from sin,And pure within,Have peace, in thee believing.4Then, when thou comest to judgment,On flying clouds descending,May we rejoiceWhen, at thy voice,The solid earth is rending.Palmer.5997s.I, the Lord, will hasten it in his time.Isaiah 60:22.Hasten, Lord! the glorious time,When, beneath Messiah’s sway,Every nation, every clime,Shall the gospel call obey.2Mightiest kings his power shall own,Heathen tribes his name adore;Satan and his host, o’erthrown,Bound in chains shall hurt no more.3Then shall wars and tumults cease,Then be banished grief and pain;Righteousness, and joy, and peace,Undisturbed shall ever reign.4Bless we, then, our gracious Lord!Ever praise his glorious name;All his mighty acts record,All his wondrous love proclaim.F. Lyte.6007s, double.Rev. 19:6.Hark! the song of Jubilee,Loud as mighty thunders roar,Or the fullness of the sea,When it breaks upon the shore!Hallelujah! for the LordGod omnipotent, shall reign!Hallelujah! let the wordEcho round the earth and main.2Hallelujah! hark, the sound,From the depths unto the skies,Wakes above, beneath, around,All creation’s harmonies!See Jehovah’s banner furled,Sheathed his sword; he speaks—’tis done!And the kingdoms of this worldAre the kingdoms of his Son!3He shall reign from pole to pole,With illimitable sway;He shall reign, when like a scrollYonder heavens have passed away.Then the end: beneath his rodMan’s last enemy shall fall:Hallelujah! Christ in God,God in Christ, is all in all!Montgomery.6018s & 7s.Future peace and glory of the church.Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken:O my people, faint and few,Comfortless, afflicted, broken,Fair abodes I build for you;Scenes of heartfelt tribulationShall no more perplex your ways;You shall name your walls salvation,And your gates shall all be praise.2There, like streams that feed the garden,Pleasures without end shall flow;For the Lord, your faith rewarding,All his bounty shall bestow;Still in undisturbed possessionPeace and righteousness shall reign;Never shall you feel oppression,Hear the voice of war again.3You, no more your suns descending,Waning moons no more shall see;But, your griefs for ever ending,Find eternal noon in me;God shall rise, and shining o’er you,Change to day the gloom of night;He, the Lord, shall be your glory,God your everlasting light.Cowper.6028s, 7s & 4s.The day-spring.Luke 1:78.Christian! see! the orient morningBreaks along the heathen sky;Lo! the expected day is dawning—Glorious day-spring from on high;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!2Heathens at the sight are singing;Morning wakes the tuneful lays;Precious offerings they are bringing—First-fruits of more perfect praise;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!3Zion’s Sun—salvation beaming—Gilding now the radiant hills—Rise and shine, till brighter gleaming,All the world thy glory fills;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!4Lord of every tribe and nation!Spread thy truth from pole to pole;Spread the light of thy salvationTill it shine on every soul;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!6038s, 7s & 4s.Encouraging prospects.Yes, we trust the day is breaking;Joyful times are near at hand;God, the mighty God, is speaking,By his word, in every land:When he chooses,Darkness flies at his command.2While the foe becomes more daring,While he enters like a flood,God, the Saviour, is preparingMeans to spread his truth abroad:Every languageSoon shall tell the love of God.3O, ’tis pleasant, ’tis revivingTo our hearts, to hear, each day,Joyful news, from far arriving,How the gospel wins its way;Those enlighteningWho in death and darkness lay.4God of Jacob, high and glorious,Let thy people see thy hand;Let the gospel be victorious,Through the world, in every land;Then shall idolsPerish, Lord, at thy command.Kelly.6048s, 7s & 4s.How beautiful on the mountains.Isaiah 52:7.In the mountain’s top appearing,Lo! the sacred herald stands,Welcome news to Zion is bearing—Zion long in hostile lands:Mourning captive,God himself will loose thy bands.2Has thy night been long and mournful?Have thy friends unfaithful proved?Have thy foes been proud and scornful,By thy sighs and tears unmoved?Cease thy mourning;Zion still is well-beloved.3God, thy God, will now restore thee:He himself appears thy Friend;All thy foes shall flee before thee;Here their boasts and triumphs end:Great deliveranceZion’s King will surely send.4Peace and joy shall now attend thee;All thy warfare now be past;God thy Saviour will defend thee;Victory is thine at last;All thy conflictsEnd in everlasting rest.Kelly.60511s.Awake, awake, O Zion.Isaiah 52:1.Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness;Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more:Bright o’er the hills dawns the day-star of gladness,Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o’er.2Strong 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,Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war.3Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee,Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be;Shout! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee,Th’ oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free.60612s, 11s & 8s.In thy majesty, etc.Psalm 45:4.The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding,And glory attends him along his bright way;The news of his grace on the breezes is gliding,And nations are owning his sway.2And now thro’ the darkness of earth’s gloomy regions,The wheels of his chariot are rolling sublime;His banners unfolding his own true religion,Dispelling the errors of time.3Behold a bright angel from heaven descending,High lifting his trumpet, hosannas to raise:“Hail, Son of the Highest! let every knee bending,Adore thee with offerings of praise.4“Thy sword and thy buckler shall save and deliverThe poor and the needy, from foes that assail;Thy bow and thy quiver shall vanquish for everThe prince and the legions of hell.5“Ride on in thy greatness, thou conquering Saviour;Let thousands of thousands submit to thy reign,Acknowledge thy goodness, entreat for thy favor,And follow thy glorious train.6“Ride on, till the compass of thy great dominion,The globe shall encircle from pole unto pole;And mankind, cemented with friendship and union,Obey thee with heart and with soul.7“Then loud shall ascend from each sanctified nationThe voice of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise;And heaven shall echo the song of salvation,In rich and melodious lays.”S. F. Smith.60711s.Shout, inhabitant of Zion.Isaiah 12:6.Zion, the marvelous story be telling,The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth!The brightest of angels in glory excelling,He stoops to redeem thee—he reigns upon earth,Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!2Tell how he cometh from nation to nation,The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round,How free to the sinner he offers salvation!How his people with joy everlasting are crowned!Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!3Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing,And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise;You angels, the full hallelujah be singing—One chorus resound thro’ the earth and the skies!Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!60811s & 10s.Hail to the brightness.Hail, to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning!Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain;Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning,Zion in triumph begins her mild reign.2Hail to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning,Long by the prophets of Israel foretold;Hail to the millions from bondage returning,Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold.3Lo! in the desert rich flowers are springing,Streams ever copious are gliding along;Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are ringing,Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song.4See, from all lands—from the isles of the ocean,Praise to Jehovah ascending on high;Fallen are the engines of war and commotion,Shouts of salvation are rending the sky.T. Hastings.609H. M.Gird on thy sword, O most mighty!Psalm 45:3.Gird on thy conquering sword,Ascend thy shining car,And march, almighty Lord!To wage thy holy war.Before his wheels, in glad surprise,Ye valleys, rise, and sink, ye hills.2Fair truth and smiling love,And injured righteousness,Under thy banners move,And seek from thee redress;Thou in thy cause shall prosperous ride,And far and wide dispense thy laws.3Before thine awful faceMillions of foes shall fall,The captives of thy grace—The grace that captures all.The world shall know, great King of kings,What wondrous things thine arm can do.4Here to my willing soulBend thy triumphant way;Here every foe control,And all thy power display;My heart, thy throne, blest Jesus! see,Bows low to thee, to thee alone.Doddridge.610P. M.Joyful tidings.O let the joyful tidings fill the wide creation,Heirs of redeeming mercy spread the news around;Jesus, Immanuel, shall rule o’er every nation,Far as the guilty race of man is found.Now while the night of ages fills the world with sadness,Now while the prince of darkness rages in his madness;O, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day!2O Father, let thy blessing with thy saints abounding,Fill every breast with zeal, the gospel to proclaim;O sing Jerusalem, thy gates with joy surrounding,While distant isles rejoice in Jesus’ name.Watchmen of Zion, sound aloud the note of warning,Till earth’s benighted nations hail the glorious morning;O, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day!3Deep is the desolation of the race benightedFast bound in ignorance, o’erwhelmed with guilt and fear;Folly and superstition every hope have blighted,Save where the rays of truth divine appear.Haste, haste, ye messengers, reveal the wondrous story,Tell of the cross, and of the coming tide of glory:Then, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day.
591L. M.Put on thy strength, O Zion.Isaiah 52:1.Triumphant Zion! lift thy headFrom dust, and darkness, and the dead!Though humbled long—awake at length,And gird thee with thy Saviour’s strength.2Put all thy beauteous garments on,And let thy excellence be known;Decked in the robes of righteousness,The world thy glories shall confess.3No more shall foes unclean invade,And fill thy hallowed walls with dread:No more shall hell’s insulting hostTheir victory and thy sorrows boast.4God, from on high, has heard thy prayer;His hand thy ruins shall repair;Nor will thy watchful Monarch ceaseTo guard thee in eternal peace.Doddridge.
L. M.
Put on thy strength, O Zion.Isaiah 52:1.
Triumphant Zion! lift thy headFrom dust, and darkness, and the dead!Though humbled long—awake at length,And gird thee with thy Saviour’s strength.
Triumphant Zion! lift thy head
From dust, and darkness, and the dead!
Though humbled long—awake at length,
And gird thee with thy Saviour’s strength.
2Put all thy beauteous garments on,And let thy excellence be known;Decked in the robes of righteousness,The world thy glories shall confess.
2Put all thy beauteous garments on,
And let thy excellence be known;
Decked in the robes of righteousness,
The world thy glories shall confess.
3No more shall foes unclean invade,And fill thy hallowed walls with dread:No more shall hell’s insulting hostTheir victory and thy sorrows boast.
3No 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.
4God, from on high, has heard thy prayer;His hand thy ruins shall repair;Nor will thy watchful Monarch ceaseTo guard thee in eternal peace.
4God, from on high, has heard thy prayer;
His hand thy ruins shall repair;
Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease
To guard thee in eternal peace.
Doddridge.
592L. M.All nations shall serve him.Psalm 72:11.Eternal Lord! from land to landShall echo thine all-glorious name,Till kingdoms bow at thy command,And every lip thy praise proclaim.2Exalted high, on every shore,The banner of the cross unfurled,Shall summon thousands to adoreThe Saviour of a ransomed world.3Thousands shall join thy pilgrim band,And, by that sacred standard led,Press forward to Immanuel’s land,Nor fear the thorny path to tread.4Triumphant over every foe,Their ransomed hosts shall move alongTo that blest world, where sin and woeShall never mingle with their song.
L. M.
All nations shall serve him.Psalm 72:11.
Eternal Lord! from land to landShall echo thine all-glorious name,Till kingdoms bow at thy command,And every lip thy praise proclaim.
Eternal Lord! from land to land
Shall echo thine all-glorious name,
Till kingdoms bow at thy command,
And every lip thy praise proclaim.
2Exalted high, on every shore,The banner of the cross unfurled,Shall summon thousands to adoreThe Saviour of a ransomed world.
2Exalted high, on every shore,
The banner of the cross unfurled,
Shall summon thousands to adore
The Saviour of a ransomed world.
3Thousands shall join thy pilgrim band,And, by that sacred standard led,Press forward to Immanuel’s land,Nor fear the thorny path to tread.
3Thousands shall join thy pilgrim band,
And, by that sacred standard led,
Press forward to Immanuel’s land,
Nor fear the thorny path to tread.
4Triumphant over every foe,Their ransomed hosts shall move alongTo that blest world, where sin and woeShall never mingle with their song.
4Triumphant over every foe,
Their ransomed hosts shall move along
To that blest world, where sin and woe
Shall never mingle with their song.
593L. M.Put on thy beautiful garments.Isaiah 52:1.Zion, awake! thy strength renew;Put on thy robes of beauteous hue;Church of our God, arise and shine,Bright with the beams of truth divine.2Soon shall thy radiance stream afar,Wide as the heathen nations are;Gentiles and kings thy light shall view;All shall admire and love thee too.Shrubsole.
L. M.
Put on thy beautiful garments.Isaiah 52:1.
Zion, awake! thy strength renew;Put on thy robes of beauteous hue;Church of our God, arise and shine,Bright with the beams of truth divine.
Zion, awake! thy strength renew;
Put on thy robes of beauteous hue;
Church of our God, arise and shine,
Bright with the beams of truth divine.
2Soon shall thy radiance stream afar,Wide as the heathen nations are;Gentiles and kings thy light shall view;All shall admire and love thee too.
2Soon shall thy radiance stream afar,
Wide as the heathen nations are;
Gentiles and kings thy light shall view;
All shall admire and love thee too.
Shrubsole.
594C. M.Zion’s prospects.Let Zion and her sons rejoice;Behold the promised hour;Her God hath heard her mourning voice,And comes t’ exalt his power.2Her dust and ruins, that remain,Are precious in his eyes;Those ruins shall be built again,And all that dust shall rise.3The Lord will raise Jerusalem,And stand in glory there;All nations bow before his name,And kings attend with fear.4He frees the soul condemned to death;Nor, when his saints complain,Shall it be said that praying breathWas ever spent in vain.5This shall be known when we are dead,And left on long record,That ages yet unborn may readAnd praise and trust the Lord.Watts.
C. M.
Zion’s prospects.
Let Zion and her sons rejoice;Behold the promised hour;Her God hath heard her mourning voice,And comes t’ exalt his power.
Let Zion and her sons rejoice;
Behold the promised hour;
Her God hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes t’ exalt his power.
2Her dust and ruins, that remain,Are precious in his eyes;Those ruins shall be built again,And all that dust shall rise.
2Her dust and ruins, that remain,
Are precious in his eyes;
Those ruins shall be built again,
And all that dust shall rise.
3The Lord will raise Jerusalem,And stand in glory there;All nations bow before his name,And kings attend with fear.
3The Lord will raise Jerusalem,
And stand in glory there;
All nations bow before his name,
And kings attend with fear.
4He frees the soul condemned to death;Nor, when his saints complain,Shall it be said that praying breathWas ever spent in vain.
4He frees the soul condemned to death;
Nor, when his saints complain,
Shall it be said that praying breath
Was ever spent in vain.
5This shall be known when we are dead,And left on long record,That ages yet unborn may readAnd praise and trust the Lord.
5This shall be known when we are dead,
And left on long record,
That ages yet unborn may read
And praise and trust the Lord.
Watts.
595C. M.Isaiah 62.For Zion’s sake I will not rest,I will not hold my peaceUntil Jerusalem be blest,And Judah dwell at ease;2Until her righteousness return,As daybreak after night—The lamp of her salvation burnWith everlasting light.3The Gentiles shall her glory see,And kings declare her fame;Appointed unto her shall beA new and holy name.4The watchmen on her walls appear,And day and night proclaim,“Zion’s Deliverer is near;Make mention of his name.”5Go through, go through, prepare the way,The gates wide open fling;With loudest voice let heralds say,“Behold thy coming King.”J. Quarles.
C. M.
Isaiah 62.
For Zion’s sake I will not rest,I will not hold my peaceUntil Jerusalem be blest,And Judah dwell at ease;
For Zion’s sake I will not rest,
I will not hold my peace
Until Jerusalem be blest,
And Judah dwell at ease;
2Until her righteousness return,As daybreak after night—The lamp of her salvation burnWith everlasting light.
2Until her righteousness return,
As daybreak after night—
The lamp of her salvation burn
With everlasting light.
3The Gentiles shall her glory see,And kings declare her fame;Appointed unto her shall beA new and holy name.
3The Gentiles shall her glory see,
And kings declare her fame;
Appointed unto her shall be
A new and holy name.
4The watchmen on her walls appear,And day and night proclaim,“Zion’s Deliverer is near;Make mention of his name.”
4The watchmen on her walls appear,
And day and night proclaim,
“Zion’s Deliverer is near;
Make mention of his name.”
5Go through, go through, prepare the way,The gates wide open fling;With loudest voice let heralds say,“Behold thy coming King.”
5Go through, go through, prepare the way,
The gates wide open fling;
With loudest voice let heralds say,
“Behold thy coming King.”
J. Quarles.
596C. M.Christ’s Church.Canticles 6:10.Say, who is she that looks abroadLike the sweet, blushing dawn,When with her living light she paintsThe dew-drops of the lawn?2Fair as the moon when in the skiesSerene her throne she guides,And o’er the twinkling stars supremeIn full orbed glory rides;3Clear as the sun, when from the east,Without a cloud he springs,And scatters boundless light and heat,From his resplendent wings.4Tremendous as a host that movesMajestically slow,With banners wide displayed, all armed,And fearless of the foe!5This is the church by heaven arrayedWith strength and grace divine;Thus shall she strike her foes with dread,And thus her glories shine.
C. M.
Christ’s Church.Canticles 6:10.
Say, who is she that looks abroadLike the sweet, blushing dawn,When with her living light she paintsThe dew-drops of the lawn?
Say, who is she that looks abroad
Like the sweet, blushing dawn,
When with her living light she paints
The dew-drops of the lawn?
2Fair as the moon when in the skiesSerene her throne she guides,And o’er the twinkling stars supremeIn full orbed glory rides;
2Fair as the moon when in the skies
Serene her throne she guides,
And o’er the twinkling stars supreme
In full orbed glory rides;
3Clear as the sun, when from the east,Without a cloud he springs,And scatters boundless light and heat,From his resplendent wings.
3Clear as the sun, when from the east,
Without a cloud he springs,
And scatters boundless light and heat,
From his resplendent wings.
4Tremendous as a host that movesMajestically slow,With banners wide displayed, all armed,And fearless of the foe!
4Tremendous as a host that moves
Majestically slow,
With banners wide displayed, all armed,
And fearless of the foe!
5This is the church by heaven arrayedWith strength and grace divine;Thus shall she strike her foes with dread,And thus her glories shine.
5This is the church by heaven arrayed
With strength and grace divine;
Thus shall she strike her foes with dread,
And thus her glories shine.
597C. M.All nations shall flow unto it.Isaiah 2:2.Behold the mountain of the LordIn latter days shall rise,On mountain tops above the hills,And draw the wondering eyes.2To this the joyful nations round,All tribes and tongues shall flow;Up to the hill of God, they’ll say,And to his house we’ll go!3The beam that shines from Zion hillShall lighten every land!The King who reigns in Salem’s towers,Shall all the world command.4No strife shall vex Messiah’s reign,Or mar the peaceful years,To plowshares men shall beat their swords,To pruning-hooks their spears.5No longer hosts encountering hosts,Their millions slain deplore;They hang the trumpet in the hall,And study war no more.6Come, then—O come from every land,To worship at his shrine;And, walking in the light of God,With holy beauties shine.M. Bruce.
C. M.
All nations shall flow unto it.Isaiah 2:2.
Behold the mountain of the LordIn latter days shall rise,On mountain tops above the hills,And draw the wondering eyes.
Behold the mountain of the Lord
In latter days shall rise,
On mountain tops above the hills,
And draw the wondering eyes.
2To this the joyful nations round,All tribes and tongues shall flow;Up to the hill of God, they’ll say,And to his house we’ll go!
2To this the joyful nations round,
All tribes and tongues shall flow;
Up to the hill of God, they’ll say,
And to his house we’ll go!
3The beam that shines from Zion hillShall lighten every land!The King who reigns in Salem’s towers,Shall all the world command.
3The beam that shines from Zion hill
Shall lighten every land!
The King who reigns in Salem’s towers,
Shall all the world command.
4No strife shall vex Messiah’s reign,Or mar the peaceful years,To plowshares men shall beat their swords,To pruning-hooks their spears.
4No strife shall vex Messiah’s reign,
Or mar the peaceful years,
To plowshares men shall beat their swords,
To pruning-hooks their spears.
5No longer hosts encountering hosts,Their millions slain deplore;They hang the trumpet in the hall,And study war no more.
5No longer hosts encountering hosts,
Their millions slain deplore;
They hang the trumpet in the hall,
And study war no more.
6Come, then—O come from every land,To worship at his shrine;And, walking in the light of God,With holy beauties shine.
6Come, then—O come from every land,
To worship at his shrine;
And, walking in the light of God,
With holy beauties shine.
M. Bruce.
598P. M.We look for thine appearing.Come, O thou mighty Saviour,We look for thine appearing;Descend, we pray,Thy love display,Our waiting spirits cheering.2Come, clothed with glorious power;Let all thy saints adore thee,And let thy word,The Spirit’s sword,Subdue thy foes before thee.3May every heart with gladness,Thine offered grace receiving,Now cease from sin,And pure within,Have peace, in thee believing.4Then, when thou comest to judgment,On flying clouds descending,May we rejoiceWhen, at thy voice,The solid earth is rending.Palmer.
P. M.
We look for thine appearing.
Come, O thou mighty Saviour,We look for thine appearing;Descend, we pray,Thy love display,Our waiting spirits cheering.
Come, O thou mighty Saviour,
We look for thine appearing;
Descend, we pray,
Thy love display,
Our waiting spirits cheering.
2Come, clothed with glorious power;Let all thy saints adore thee,And let thy word,The Spirit’s sword,Subdue thy foes before thee.
2Come, clothed with glorious power;
Let all thy saints adore thee,
And let thy word,
The Spirit’s sword,
Subdue thy foes before thee.
3May every heart with gladness,Thine offered grace receiving,Now cease from sin,And pure within,Have peace, in thee believing.
3May every heart with gladness,
Thine offered grace receiving,
Now cease from sin,
And pure within,
Have peace, in thee believing.
4Then, when thou comest to judgment,On flying clouds descending,May we rejoiceWhen, at thy voice,The solid earth is rending.
4Then, when thou comest to judgment,
On flying clouds descending,
May we rejoice
When, at thy voice,
The solid earth is rending.
Palmer.
5997s.I, the Lord, will hasten it in his time.Isaiah 60:22.Hasten, Lord! the glorious time,When, beneath Messiah’s sway,Every nation, every clime,Shall the gospel call obey.2Mightiest kings his power shall own,Heathen tribes his name adore;Satan and his host, o’erthrown,Bound in chains shall hurt no more.3Then shall wars and tumults cease,Then be banished grief and pain;Righteousness, and joy, and peace,Undisturbed shall ever reign.4Bless we, then, our gracious Lord!Ever praise his glorious name;All his mighty acts record,All his wondrous love proclaim.F. Lyte.
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I, the Lord, will hasten it in his time.Isaiah 60:22.
Hasten, Lord! the glorious time,When, beneath Messiah’s sway,Every nation, every clime,Shall the gospel call obey.
Hasten, Lord! the glorious time,
When, beneath Messiah’s sway,
Every nation, every clime,
Shall the gospel call obey.
2Mightiest kings his power shall own,Heathen tribes his name adore;Satan and his host, o’erthrown,Bound in chains shall hurt no more.
2Mightiest kings his power shall own,
Heathen tribes his name adore;
Satan and his host, o’erthrown,
Bound in chains shall hurt no more.
3Then shall wars and tumults cease,Then be banished grief and pain;Righteousness, and joy, and peace,Undisturbed shall ever reign.
3Then shall wars and tumults cease,
Then be banished grief and pain;
Righteousness, and joy, and peace,
Undisturbed shall ever reign.
4Bless we, then, our gracious Lord!Ever praise his glorious name;All his mighty acts record,All his wondrous love proclaim.
4Bless we, then, our gracious Lord!
Ever praise his glorious name;
All his mighty acts record,
All his wondrous love proclaim.
F. Lyte.
6007s, double.Rev. 19:6.Hark! the song of Jubilee,Loud as mighty thunders roar,Or the fullness of the sea,When it breaks upon the shore!Hallelujah! for the LordGod omnipotent, shall reign!Hallelujah! let the wordEcho round the earth and main.2Hallelujah! hark, the sound,From the depths unto the skies,Wakes above, beneath, around,All creation’s harmonies!See Jehovah’s banner furled,Sheathed his sword; he speaks—’tis done!And the kingdoms of this worldAre the kingdoms of his Son!3He shall reign from pole to pole,With illimitable sway;He shall reign, when like a scrollYonder heavens have passed away.Then the end: beneath his rodMan’s last enemy shall fall:Hallelujah! Christ in God,God in Christ, is all in all!Montgomery.
7s, double.
Rev. 19:6.
Hark! the song of Jubilee,Loud as mighty thunders roar,Or the fullness of the sea,When it breaks upon the shore!Hallelujah! for the LordGod omnipotent, shall reign!Hallelujah! let the wordEcho round the earth and main.
Hark! the song of Jubilee,
Loud as mighty thunders roar,
Or the fullness of the sea,
When it breaks upon the shore!
Hallelujah! for the Lord
God omnipotent, shall reign!
Hallelujah! let the word
Echo round the earth and main.
2Hallelujah! hark, the sound,From the depths unto the skies,Wakes above, beneath, around,All creation’s harmonies!See Jehovah’s banner furled,Sheathed his sword; he speaks—’tis done!And the kingdoms of this worldAre the kingdoms of his Son!
2Hallelujah! hark, the sound,
From the depths unto the skies,
Wakes above, beneath, around,
All creation’s harmonies!
See Jehovah’s banner furled,
Sheathed his sword; he speaks—’tis done!
And the kingdoms of this world
Are the kingdoms of his Son!
3He shall reign from pole to pole,With illimitable sway;He shall reign, when like a scrollYonder heavens have passed away.Then the end: beneath his rodMan’s last enemy shall fall:Hallelujah! Christ in God,God in Christ, is all in all!
3He shall reign from pole to pole,
With illimitable sway;
He shall reign, when like a scroll
Yonder heavens have passed away.
Then the end: beneath his rod
Man’s last enemy shall fall:
Hallelujah! Christ in God,
God in Christ, is all in all!
Montgomery.
6018s & 7s.Future peace and glory of the church.Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken:O my people, faint and few,Comfortless, afflicted, broken,Fair abodes I build for you;Scenes of heartfelt tribulationShall no more perplex your ways;You shall name your walls salvation,And your gates shall all be praise.2There, like streams that feed the garden,Pleasures without end shall flow;For the Lord, your faith rewarding,All his bounty shall bestow;Still in undisturbed possessionPeace and righteousness shall reign;Never shall you feel oppression,Hear the voice of war again.3You, no more your suns descending,Waning moons no more shall see;But, your griefs for ever ending,Find eternal noon in me;God shall rise, and shining o’er you,Change to day the gloom of night;He, the Lord, shall be your glory,God your everlasting light.Cowper.
8s & 7s.
Future peace and glory of the church.
Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken:O my people, faint and few,Comfortless, afflicted, broken,Fair abodes I build for you;Scenes of heartfelt tribulationShall no more perplex your ways;You shall name your walls salvation,And your gates shall all be praise.
Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken:
O my people, faint and few,
Comfortless, afflicted, broken,
Fair abodes I build for you;
Scenes of heartfelt tribulation
Shall no more perplex your ways;
You shall name your walls salvation,
And your gates shall all be praise.
2There, like streams that feed the garden,Pleasures without end shall flow;For the Lord, your faith rewarding,All his bounty shall bestow;Still in undisturbed possessionPeace and righteousness shall reign;Never shall you feel oppression,Hear the voice of war again.
2There, like streams that feed the garden,
Pleasures without end shall flow;
For the Lord, your faith rewarding,
All his bounty shall bestow;
Still in undisturbed possession
Peace and righteousness shall reign;
Never shall you feel oppression,
Hear the voice of war again.
3You, no more your suns descending,Waning moons no more shall see;But, your griefs for ever ending,Find eternal noon in me;God shall rise, and shining o’er you,Change to day the gloom of night;He, the Lord, shall be your glory,God your everlasting light.
3You, no more your suns descending,
Waning moons no more shall see;
But, your griefs for ever ending,
Find eternal noon in me;
God shall rise, and shining o’er you,
Change to day the gloom of night;
He, the Lord, shall be your glory,
God your everlasting light.
Cowper.
6028s, 7s & 4s.The day-spring.Luke 1:78.Christian! see! the orient morningBreaks along the heathen sky;Lo! the expected day is dawning—Glorious day-spring from on high;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!2Heathens at the sight are singing;Morning wakes the tuneful lays;Precious offerings they are bringing—First-fruits of more perfect praise;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!3Zion’s Sun—salvation beaming—Gilding now the radiant hills—Rise and shine, till brighter gleaming,All the world thy glory fills;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!4Lord of every tribe and nation!Spread thy truth from pole to pole;Spread the light of thy salvationTill it shine on every soul;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!
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The day-spring.Luke 1:78.
Christian! see! the orient morningBreaks along the heathen sky;Lo! the expected day is dawning—Glorious day-spring from on high;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!
Christian! see! the orient morning
Breaks along the heathen sky;
Lo! the expected day is dawning—
Glorious day-spring from on high;
Hallelujah!—
Hail the day-spring from on high!
2Heathens at the sight are singing;Morning wakes the tuneful lays;Precious offerings they are bringing—First-fruits of more perfect praise;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!
2Heathens at the sight are singing;
Morning wakes the tuneful lays;
Precious offerings they are bringing—
First-fruits of more perfect praise;
Hallelujah!—
Hail the day-spring from on high!
3Zion’s Sun—salvation beaming—Gilding now the radiant hills—Rise and shine, till brighter gleaming,All the world thy glory fills;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!
3Zion’s Sun—salvation beaming—
Gilding now the radiant hills—
Rise and shine, till brighter gleaming,
All the world thy glory fills;
Hallelujah!—
Hail the day-spring from on high!
4Lord of every tribe and nation!Spread thy truth from pole to pole;Spread the light of thy salvationTill it shine on every soul;Hallelujah!—Hail the day-spring from on high!
4Lord of every tribe and nation!
Spread thy truth from pole to pole;
Spread the light of thy salvation
Till it shine on every soul;
Hallelujah!—
Hail the day-spring from on high!
6038s, 7s & 4s.Encouraging prospects.Yes, we trust the day is breaking;Joyful times are near at hand;God, the mighty God, is speaking,By his word, in every land:When he chooses,Darkness flies at his command.2While the foe becomes more daring,While he enters like a flood,God, the Saviour, is preparingMeans to spread his truth abroad:Every languageSoon shall tell the love of God.3O, ’tis pleasant, ’tis revivingTo our hearts, to hear, each day,Joyful news, from far arriving,How the gospel wins its way;Those enlighteningWho in death and darkness lay.4God of Jacob, high and glorious,Let thy people see thy hand;Let the gospel be victorious,Through the world, in every land;Then shall idolsPerish, Lord, at thy command.Kelly.
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Encouraging prospects.
Yes, we trust the day is breaking;Joyful times are near at hand;God, the mighty God, is speaking,By his word, in every land:When he chooses,Darkness flies at his command.
Yes, we trust the day is breaking;
Joyful times are near at hand;
God, the mighty God, is speaking,
By his word, in every land:
When he chooses,
Darkness flies at his command.
2While the foe becomes more daring,While he enters like a flood,God, the Saviour, is preparingMeans to spread his truth abroad:Every languageSoon shall tell the love of God.
2While the foe becomes more daring,
While he enters like a flood,
God, the Saviour, is preparing
Means to spread his truth abroad:
Every language
Soon shall tell the love of God.
3O, ’tis pleasant, ’tis revivingTo our hearts, to hear, each day,Joyful news, from far arriving,How the gospel wins its way;Those enlighteningWho in death and darkness lay.
3O, ’tis pleasant, ’tis reviving
To our hearts, to hear, each day,
Joyful news, from far arriving,
How the gospel wins its way;
Those enlightening
Who in death and darkness lay.
4God of Jacob, high and glorious,Let thy people see thy hand;Let the gospel be victorious,Through the world, in every land;Then shall idolsPerish, Lord, at thy command.
4God of Jacob, high and glorious,
Let thy people see thy hand;
Let the gospel be victorious,
Through the world, in every land;
Then shall idols
Perish, Lord, at thy command.
Kelly.
6048s, 7s & 4s.How beautiful on the mountains.Isaiah 52:7.In the mountain’s top appearing,Lo! the sacred herald stands,Welcome news to Zion is bearing—Zion long in hostile lands:Mourning captive,God himself will loose thy bands.2Has thy night been long and mournful?Have thy friends unfaithful proved?Have thy foes been proud and scornful,By thy sighs and tears unmoved?Cease thy mourning;Zion still is well-beloved.3God, thy God, will now restore thee:He himself appears thy Friend;All thy foes shall flee before thee;Here their boasts and triumphs end:Great deliveranceZion’s King will surely send.4Peace and joy shall now attend thee;All thy warfare now be past;God thy Saviour will defend thee;Victory is thine at last;All thy conflictsEnd in everlasting rest.Kelly.
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How beautiful on the mountains.Isaiah 52:7.
In the mountain’s top appearing,Lo! the sacred herald stands,Welcome news to Zion is bearing—Zion long in hostile lands:Mourning captive,God himself will loose thy bands.
In the mountain’s top appearing,
Lo! the sacred herald stands,
Welcome news to Zion is bearing—
Zion long in hostile lands:
Mourning captive,
God himself will loose thy bands.
2Has thy night been long and mournful?Have thy friends unfaithful proved?Have thy foes been proud and scornful,By thy sighs and tears unmoved?Cease thy mourning;Zion still is well-beloved.
2Has thy night been long and mournful?
Have thy friends unfaithful proved?
Have thy foes been proud and scornful,
By thy sighs and tears unmoved?
Cease thy mourning;
Zion still is well-beloved.
3God, thy God, will now restore thee:He himself appears thy Friend;All thy foes shall flee before thee;Here their boasts and triumphs end:Great deliveranceZion’s King will surely send.
3God, thy God, will now restore thee:
He himself appears thy Friend;
All thy foes shall flee before thee;
Here their boasts and triumphs end:
Great deliverance
Zion’s King will surely send.
4Peace and joy shall now attend thee;All thy warfare now be past;God thy Saviour will defend thee;Victory is thine at last;All thy conflictsEnd in everlasting rest.
4Peace and joy shall now attend thee;
All thy warfare now be past;
God thy Saviour will defend thee;
Victory is thine at last;
All thy conflicts
End in everlasting rest.
Kelly.
60511s.Awake, awake, O Zion.Isaiah 52:1.Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness;Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more:Bright o’er the hills dawns the day-star of gladness,Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o’er.2Strong 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,Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war.3Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee,Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be;Shout! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee,Th’ oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free.
11s.
Awake, awake, O Zion.Isaiah 52:1.
Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness;Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more:Bright o’er the hills dawns the day-star of gladness,Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o’er.
Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness;
Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more:
Bright o’er the hills dawns the day-star of gladness,
Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o’er.
2Strong 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,Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war.
2Strong 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,
Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war.
3Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee,Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be;Shout! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee,Th’ oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free.
3Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee,
Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be;
Shout! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee,
Th’ oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free.
60612s, 11s & 8s.In thy majesty, etc.Psalm 45:4.The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding,And glory attends him along his bright way;The news of his grace on the breezes is gliding,And nations are owning his sway.2And now thro’ the darkness of earth’s gloomy regions,The wheels of his chariot are rolling sublime;His banners unfolding his own true religion,Dispelling the errors of time.3Behold a bright angel from heaven descending,High lifting his trumpet, hosannas to raise:“Hail, Son of the Highest! let every knee bending,Adore thee with offerings of praise.4“Thy sword and thy buckler shall save and deliverThe poor and the needy, from foes that assail;Thy bow and thy quiver shall vanquish for everThe prince and the legions of hell.5“Ride on in thy greatness, thou conquering Saviour;Let thousands of thousands submit to thy reign,Acknowledge thy goodness, entreat for thy favor,And follow thy glorious train.6“Ride on, till the compass of thy great dominion,The globe shall encircle from pole unto pole;And mankind, cemented with friendship and union,Obey thee with heart and with soul.7“Then loud shall ascend from each sanctified nationThe voice of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise;And heaven shall echo the song of salvation,In rich and melodious lays.”S. F. Smith.
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In thy majesty, etc.Psalm 45:4.
The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding,And glory attends him along his bright way;The news of his grace on the breezes is gliding,And nations are owning his sway.
The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding,
And glory attends him along his bright way;
The news of his grace on the breezes is gliding,
And nations are owning his sway.
2And now thro’ the darkness of earth’s gloomy regions,The wheels of his chariot are rolling sublime;His banners unfolding his own true religion,Dispelling the errors of time.
2And now thro’ the darkness of earth’s gloomy regions,
The wheels of his chariot are rolling sublime;
His banners unfolding his own true religion,
Dispelling the errors of time.
3Behold a bright angel from heaven descending,High lifting his trumpet, hosannas to raise:“Hail, Son of the Highest! let every knee bending,Adore thee with offerings of praise.
3Behold a bright angel from heaven descending,
High lifting his trumpet, hosannas to raise:
“Hail, Son of the Highest! let every knee bending,
Adore thee with offerings of praise.
4“Thy sword and thy buckler shall save and deliverThe poor and the needy, from foes that assail;Thy bow and thy quiver shall vanquish for everThe prince and the legions of hell.
4“Thy sword and thy buckler shall save and deliver
The poor and the needy, from foes that assail;
Thy bow and thy quiver shall vanquish for ever
The prince and the legions of hell.
5“Ride on in thy greatness, thou conquering Saviour;Let thousands of thousands submit to thy reign,Acknowledge thy goodness, entreat for thy favor,And follow thy glorious train.
5“Ride on in thy greatness, thou conquering Saviour;
Let thousands of thousands submit to thy reign,
Acknowledge thy goodness, entreat for thy favor,
And follow thy glorious train.
6“Ride on, till the compass of thy great dominion,The globe shall encircle from pole unto pole;And mankind, cemented with friendship and union,Obey thee with heart and with soul.
6“Ride on, till the compass of thy great dominion,
The globe shall encircle from pole unto pole;
And mankind, cemented with friendship and union,
Obey thee with heart and with soul.
7“Then loud shall ascend from each sanctified nationThe voice of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise;And heaven shall echo the song of salvation,In rich and melodious lays.”
7“Then loud shall ascend from each sanctified nation
The voice of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise;
And heaven shall echo the song of salvation,
In rich and melodious lays.”
S. F. Smith.
60711s.Shout, inhabitant of Zion.Isaiah 12:6.Zion, the marvelous story be telling,The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth!The brightest of angels in glory excelling,He stoops to redeem thee—he reigns upon earth,Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!2Tell how he cometh from nation to nation,The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round,How free to the sinner he offers salvation!How his people with joy everlasting are crowned!Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!3Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing,And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise;You angels, the full hallelujah be singing—One chorus resound thro’ the earth and the skies!Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!
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Shout, inhabitant of Zion.Isaiah 12:6.
Zion, the marvelous story be telling,The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth!The brightest of angels in glory excelling,He stoops to redeem thee—he reigns upon earth,Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!
Zion, the marvelous story be telling,
The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth!
The brightest of angels in glory excelling,
He stoops to redeem thee—he reigns upon earth,
Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,
Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!
2Tell how he cometh from nation to nation,The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round,How free to the sinner he offers salvation!How his people with joy everlasting are crowned!Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!
2Tell how he cometh from nation to nation,
The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round,
How free to the sinner he offers salvation!
How his people with joy everlasting are crowned!
Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,
Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!
3Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing,And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise;You angels, the full hallelujah be singing—One chorus resound thro’ the earth and the skies!Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!
3Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing,
And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise;
You angels, the full hallelujah be singing—
One chorus resound thro’ the earth and the skies!
Shout the glad tidings! exultingly sing,
Jerusalem triumphs! Messiah is King!
60811s & 10s.Hail to the brightness.Hail, to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning!Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain;Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning,Zion in triumph begins her mild reign.2Hail to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning,Long by the prophets of Israel foretold;Hail to the millions from bondage returning,Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold.3Lo! in the desert rich flowers are springing,Streams ever copious are gliding along;Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are ringing,Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song.4See, from all lands—from the isles of the ocean,Praise to Jehovah ascending on high;Fallen are the engines of war and commotion,Shouts of salvation are rending the sky.T. Hastings.
11s & 10s.
Hail to the brightness.
Hail, to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning!Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain;Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning,Zion in triumph begins her mild reign.
Hail, to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning!
Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain;
Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning,
Zion in triumph begins her mild reign.
2Hail to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning,Long by the prophets of Israel foretold;Hail to the millions from bondage returning,Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold.
2Hail to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning,
Long by the prophets of Israel foretold;
Hail to the millions from bondage returning,
Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold.
3Lo! in the desert rich flowers are springing,Streams ever copious are gliding along;Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are ringing,Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song.
3Lo! in the desert rich flowers are springing,
Streams ever copious are gliding along;
Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are ringing,
Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song.
4See, from all lands—from the isles of the ocean,Praise to Jehovah ascending on high;Fallen are the engines of war and commotion,Shouts of salvation are rending the sky.
4See, from all lands—from the isles of the ocean,
Praise to Jehovah ascending on high;
Fallen are the engines of war and commotion,
Shouts of salvation are rending the sky.
T. Hastings.
609H. M.Gird on thy sword, O most mighty!Psalm 45:3.Gird on thy conquering sword,Ascend thy shining car,And march, almighty Lord!To wage thy holy war.Before his wheels, in glad surprise,Ye valleys, rise, and sink, ye hills.2Fair truth and smiling love,And injured righteousness,Under thy banners move,And seek from thee redress;Thou in thy cause shall prosperous ride,And far and wide dispense thy laws.3Before thine awful faceMillions of foes shall fall,The captives of thy grace—The grace that captures all.The world shall know, great King of kings,What wondrous things thine arm can do.4Here to my willing soulBend thy triumphant way;Here every foe control,And all thy power display;My heart, thy throne, blest Jesus! see,Bows low to thee, to thee alone.Doddridge.
H. M.
Gird on thy sword, O most mighty!Psalm 45:3.
Gird on thy conquering sword,Ascend thy shining car,And march, almighty Lord!To wage thy holy war.Before his wheels, in glad surprise,Ye valleys, rise, and sink, ye hills.
Gird on thy conquering sword,
Ascend thy shining car,
And march, almighty Lord!
To wage thy holy war.
Before his wheels, in glad surprise,
Ye valleys, rise, and sink, ye hills.
2Fair truth and smiling love,And injured righteousness,Under thy banners move,And seek from thee redress;Thou in thy cause shall prosperous ride,And far and wide dispense thy laws.
2Fair truth and smiling love,
And injured righteousness,
Under thy banners move,
And seek from thee redress;
Thou in thy cause shall prosperous ride,
And far and wide dispense thy laws.
3Before thine awful faceMillions of foes shall fall,The captives of thy grace—The grace that captures all.The world shall know, great King of kings,What wondrous things thine arm can do.
3Before thine awful face
Millions of foes shall fall,
The captives of thy grace—
The grace that captures all.
The world shall know, great King of kings,
What wondrous things thine arm can do.
4Here to my willing soulBend thy triumphant way;Here every foe control,And all thy power display;My heart, thy throne, blest Jesus! see,Bows low to thee, to thee alone.
4Here to my willing soul
Bend thy triumphant way;
Here every foe control,
And all thy power display;
My heart, thy throne, blest Jesus! see,
Bows low to thee, to thee alone.
Doddridge.
610P. M.Joyful tidings.O let the joyful tidings fill the wide creation,Heirs of redeeming mercy spread the news around;Jesus, Immanuel, shall rule o’er every nation,Far as the guilty race of man is found.Now while the night of ages fills the world with sadness,Now while the prince of darkness rages in his madness;O, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day!2O Father, let thy blessing with thy saints abounding,Fill every breast with zeal, the gospel to proclaim;O sing Jerusalem, thy gates with joy surrounding,While distant isles rejoice in Jesus’ name.Watchmen of Zion, sound aloud the note of warning,Till earth’s benighted nations hail the glorious morning;O, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day!3Deep is the desolation of the race benightedFast bound in ignorance, o’erwhelmed with guilt and fear;Folly and superstition every hope have blighted,Save where the rays of truth divine appear.Haste, haste, ye messengers, reveal the wondrous story,Tell of the cross, and of the coming tide of glory:Then, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day.
P. M.
Joyful tidings.
O let the joyful tidings fill the wide creation,Heirs of redeeming mercy spread the news around;Jesus, Immanuel, shall rule o’er every nation,Far as the guilty race of man is found.Now while the night of ages fills the world with sadness,Now while the prince of darkness rages in his madness;O, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day!
O let the joyful tidings fill the wide creation,
Heirs of redeeming mercy spread the news around;
Jesus, Immanuel, shall rule o’er every nation,
Far as the guilty race of man is found.
Now while the night of ages fills the world with sadness,
Now while the prince of darkness rages in his madness;
O, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,
Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day!
2O Father, let thy blessing with thy saints abounding,Fill every breast with zeal, the gospel to proclaim;O sing Jerusalem, thy gates with joy surrounding,While distant isles rejoice in Jesus’ name.Watchmen of Zion, sound aloud the note of warning,Till earth’s benighted nations hail the glorious morning;O, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day!
2O Father, let thy blessing with thy saints abounding,
Fill every breast with zeal, the gospel to proclaim;
O sing Jerusalem, thy gates with joy surrounding,
While distant isles rejoice in Jesus’ name.
Watchmen of Zion, sound aloud the note of warning,
Till earth’s benighted nations hail the glorious morning;
O, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,
Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day!
3Deep is the desolation of the race benightedFast bound in ignorance, o’erwhelmed with guilt and fear;Folly and superstition every hope have blighted,Save where the rays of truth divine appear.Haste, haste, ye messengers, reveal the wondrous story,Tell of the cross, and of the coming tide of glory:Then, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day.
3Deep is the desolation of the race benighted
Fast bound in ignorance, o’erwhelmed with guilt and fear;
Folly and superstition every hope have blighted,
Save where the rays of truth divine appear.
Haste, haste, ye messengers, reveal the wondrous story,
Tell of the cross, and of the coming tide of glory:
Then, Sun of Righteousness, thy cheering beams display,
Dawn on the earth, and bring the glorious day.
PUBLIC WORSHIP—THE LORD’S DAY.611L. M.It is a good thing to give thanks, etc.Psalm 92:1.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 at night.2Sweet is the day of sacred rest,No mortal care shall seize my breast;O! may my heart in tune be found,Like David’s harp of solemn sound.3My heart shall triumph in the Lord,And bless his works, and bless his word;Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!How deep thy counsels! how divine.4Lord! I shall share a glorious part,When grace hath well refined my heart,And fresh supplies of joy are shed,Like holy oil, to cheer my head.5Then shall I see, and hear, and knowAll I desired or wished below:And every power find sweet employ,In that eternal world of joy.Watts.612L. M.As it began to dawn.Matt 28:1.My opening eyes with rapture seeThe dawn of thy returning day;My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee,While thus my early vows I pay.2I yield my heart to thee alone,Nor would receive another guest:Eternal King, erect thy throne,And reign sole monarch in my breast.3O, bid this trifling world retire,And drive each carnal thought away;Nor let me feel one vain desire,One sinful thought through all the day.4Then, to thy courts when I repair,My soul shall rise on joyful wing,The wonders of thy love declare,And join the strains which angels sing.613L. M.The Lord’s day.O sacred day of peace and joy,Thy hours are ever dear to me;Ne’er may a sinful thought destroyThe holy calm I find in thee.2Dear are thy peaceful hours to me,For God has given them in his love,To tell how calm, how blest shall beThe endless day of heaven above.614L. M.Christ is risen.Hail! morning known among the blest!Morning of hope, and joy, and love,Of heavenly peace and holy rest;Pledge of the endless rest above.2Blessed be the Father of our Lord,Who from the dead has brought his Son!Hope to the lost was then restored,And everlasting glory won.3Scarce morning twilight had begunTo chase the shades of night away,When Christ arose—unsetting Sun—The dawn of joy’s eternal day!4Mercy looked down with smiling eyeWhen our Immanuel left the dead;Faith marked his bright ascent on high,And Hope with gladness raised her head.5God’s goodness let us bear in mind,Who to his saints this day has given,For rest and serious joy designed,To fit us for the bliss of heaven.Wardlaw.615L. M.Lord’s-day evening.Sweet is the fading light of eve;And soft the sunbeams lingering there;For these blest hours the world I leave,Wafted on wings of praise and prayer.2The time, how lovely and how still!Peace shines and smiles on all below:The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill,All fair with evening’s setting glow.3Season of rest! the tranquil soulFeels the sweet calm, and melts to love,And while these sacred moments roll,Faith sees a smiling heaven above.4Nor will our days of toil be long;Our pilgrimage will soon be trod,And we shall join the ceaseless song,The endless sabbath of our God.S. F. Smith.616L. M.Return unto thy rest, O my soul.Psalm 116:7.Another six days’ work is done;Another day of rest begun,Return, my soul, enjoy the rest,Improve the day thy God hath blest.2O that our thoughts and thanks may rise,As grateful incense to the skies;And draw from heaven that sweet reposeWhich none but he that feels it knows.3This heavenly calm within the breastIs the dear pledge of glorious rest,Which for the Church of God remains,The end of cares, the end of pains.Stennett.617L. M.There remaineth a rest to the people of God.Heb. 4:9.Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love;But there’s a nobler rest above;To that our laboring souls aspire,With ardent pangs of strong desire.2No more fatigue, no more distress,Nor sin nor death shall reach the place;No groans to mingle with the songsWhich warble from immortal tongues.3No rude alarms of raging foes,No cares to break the long repose;No midnight shade, no clouded sun,But sacred, high, eternal noon.4O long-expected day, begin,Dawn on these realms of woe and sin;Fain would we leave this weary road,And sleep in death, to rest with God.Doddridge.618C. M.This is the day which the Lord hath made.Psalm 118:24.Come, let us join with one accordIn hymns around the throne;This is the day our risen LordHath made and called his own.2This is the day which God has blessed,The brightest of the seven,Type of the everlasting restThe saints enjoy in heaven.3Then let us in his name sing on,And hasten on that day,When our Redeemer shall come down,And shadows pass away.4Not one, but all our days below,Our hearts his praise employ;And in our Lord rejoicing goTo his eternal joy.C. Wesley.619C. M.We will rejoice and be glad in it.Psalm 118:24.This is the day the Lord hath made,He calls the hours his own;Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,And praise surround the throne.2To-day he rose and left the dead,And Satan’s empire fell;To-day the saints his triumphs spread,And all his wonders tell.3Hosanna to th’ anointed King,To David’s holy Son;Help us, O Lord—descend and bringSalvation from thy throne.4Blessed be the Lord who comes to menWith messages of grace;Who comes in God his Father’s nameTo save our sinful race.5Hosanna in the highest strainsThe church on earth can raise;The highest heavens in which he reigns,Shall give him nobler praise.Watts.620C. M.I will praise thee with my whole heart.Psalm 9:1.O Father! though the anxious fearMay cloud to-morrow’s way,No fear nor doubt shall enter here;All shall be thine to-day.2We will not bring divided heartsTo worship at thy shrine;But each unworthy thought departs,And leaves this temple thine.3Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares,Of earth and folly born;Ye shall not dim the light that streamsFrom this celestial morn.621C. M.Lev. 23:11, &1 Cor. 15:20.This is the day the first ripe sheafBefore the Lord was waved,And Christ, first-fruits of them that slept,Was from the dead received.2He rose for them for whom he died,That, like to him, they mayRise when he comes, in glory great,That ne’er shall fade away.3This is the day the Spirit cameWith us on earth to stay—A Comforter, to fill our heartsWith joys that ne’er decay.4His comforts are the earnest sureOf that same heavenly restWhich Jesus entered on, when heWas made for ever blest.5This day the Christian Church began,Formed by his wondrous grace;This day the saints in concord meet,To join in prayer and praise.622C. M.He hath abolished death.2 Tim. 1:10.The Saviour risen to-day we praise,In concert with the blest;For now we see his work complete,And enter into rest.2On this first day a brighter sceneOf glory was displayedBy the Creating Word, than whenThe universe was made.3He rises who mankind has boughtWith grief and pain extreme:’Twas great to speak the world from nought,’Twas greater to redeem.4How vain the stone, the watch, the seal!Nought can forbid his rise:’Tis he who shuts the gates of hell,And opens Paradise.623C. M.The type of endless rest.The the worn spirit wants repose,And sighs her God to seek,How sweet to hail the evening’s close,That ends the weary week!2How sweet to hail the early dawnThat opens on the sight,When first that soul-reviving mornSheds forth new rays of light!3Sweet day! thine hours too soon will cease;Yet while they gently roll,Breathe, gracious Lord, thou source of peace,A Sabbath o’er my soul!4When will my pilgrimage be done,The world’s long week be o’er:That Sabbath dawn, which needs no sun,That day, which fades no more!Edmeston.624S. M.This is the Lord’s doing.Psalm 118:23.This is the glorious day,That our Redeemer made;Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray,Let all the church be glad.2The work, O Lord, is thine,And wondrous in our eyes;This day declares it all divine,This day did Jesus rise.3Hosanna to the King,Of David’s royal blood;Bless him, you saints, he comes to bringSalvation from your God.4We bless thy Holy Word,Which all this grace displays,And offer on thine altar, Lord,Our sacrifice of praise.Watts.625S. M.The righteous doth sing and rejoice.Prov. 29:6.Sweet is the task, O Lord,Thy glorious acts to sing,To praise thy name, and hear thy word,And grateful offerings bring.2Sweet, at the dawning hour,Thy boundless love to tell;And when the night-wind shuts the flower,Still on the theme to dwell.3Sweet, on this day of rest,To join in heart and voiceWith those who love and serve thee best,And in thy name rejoice.4To songs of praise and joy,May all our days be given,That such may be our best employEternally in heaven.F. Lyte.626S. M.Welcome, sweet day of rest.Welcome, sweet day of rest,That saw the Lord arise;Welcome to this reviving breast,And these rejoicing eyes.2The King himself comes near,And feasts his saints to-day:Here may we sit and see him here,And love, and praise, and pray.3One day, amid the placeWhere Christ my Lord, hath been,Is sweeter than ten thousand daysWithin the tents of sin.4My willing soul would stayIn such a frame as this,And sit and sing herself awayTo everlasting bliss.Watts.627S. P. M.I was glad.Psalm 122:1.How pleased and blessed was I,To hear the people cry—“Come, let us seek our God to-day!”Yes, with a cheerful zeal,We haste to Zion’s hill,And there our vows and honors pay.2Zion! thrice happy place,Adorned with wondrous graceAnd walls of strength embrace thee round;In thee our tribes appear,To pray, and praise, and hearThe sacred gospel’s joyful sound.3May peace attend thy gate,And joy within thee wait,To bless the soul of every guest:The man who seeks thy peace,And wishes thine increase—A thousand blessings on him rest!Watts.6287s, double.Hail the day that saw him rise.Hail the day that saw him rise,Ravished from his people’s eyes;Christ, awhile to mortals given,Re-ascends his native heaven.There the glorious triumph waits—“Lift your heads, you heavenly gates;Wide unfold the radiant scene,Take the King of glory in.”2He, whom highest heaven receives,Ever loves the friends he leaves;Though returning to his throne,Still he calls his saints his own;Still for us he intercedes,Prevalent his death he pleads;Near himself prepares a place,Harbinger of human race.3Taken from our eyes to-day,Master, hear us when we pray;See thy needy servants, see,Ever gazing up to thee:Grant, though parted from our sight,Far above yon azure hight,Grant our hearts may thither rise,Follow thee beyond the skies.4Ever upward let us move,Wafted on the wings of love;Looking when the Lord shall come,Longing, reaching after home;There for ever to remain,Partners of thy endless reign;There thy face unclouded see,Find our heaven of heavens in thee.C. Wesley.6297s, 6 lines.Springs in the desert.Isaiah 49:10.Safely through another weekGod has brought us on our way;Let us each a blessing seek,Waiting in his courts to-day:Day of all the week the best,Emblem of eternal rest.2While we seek supplies of graceThrough the blest Redeemer’s name,Show thy reconciling face,Take away our sin and shame:From our worldly care set free,May we rest this day in thee.3Here we come thy name to praise,Let us feel thy presence near;May thy glory meet our eyes,While we in thy house appear;Here afford us, Lord, a tasteOf our everlasting rest.4May the gospel’s joyful soundConquer sinners—comfort saints:Make the fruits of grace abound,Bring relief to all complaints:Thus let all our worship prove,Till we join thy courts above.5Glory be to God on high—God, whose glory fills the sky;Glory to the Lamb be given—Glory in the highest heaven:Wisdom, riches, praise, and power,Be to God for evermore.Newton.630H. M.The resurrection celebrated.Awake, ye saints, awake,And hail the sacred day;In loftiest songs of praiseYour joyful homage pay;Come bless the day that God hath blest,The type of heaven’s eternal rest.2On this auspicious mornThe Lord of life arose,And burst the bars of death,And vanquished all our foes;And now he pleads our cause above,And reaps the fruit of all his love.3All hail, triumphant Lord!Heaven with hosannas rings;All earth, in humbler strains,Thy praise responsive sings;Worthy the Lamb that once was slain,Through endless years to live and reign.Cotterill.631H. M.A day in thy courts, etc.Psalm 84:10.To spend one sacred dayWhere God and saints abide,Affords diviner joyThan thousand days beside:Where God resorts,I love it moreTo keep the door,Than shine in courts.2God is our sun and shield,Our light and our defense;With gifts his hands are filled;We draw our blessings thence:He will bestowOn Israel’s racePeculiar grace,And glory too.3The Lord his people loves;His hand no good withholdsFrom those his heart approves—From pure and upright souls:Thrice happy he,O God of hosts,Whose spirit trustsAlone in thee.Watts.632H. M.Welcome, delightful morn.Welcome, delightful morn,Thou day of sacred rest;I hail thy kind return—Lord, make these moments blest;From the low train of mortal toys,I soar to reach immortal joys.2Now may the King descendAnd fill his throne with grace;The scepter, Lord, extend,While saints address thy face:Let sinners feel thy quickening word,And learn to know and fear the Lord.Hayward.6337s & 6s.The first day of the week.O day of rest and gladness,O day of joy and light,O balm of care and sadness,Most beautiful, most bright,On thee, the high and lowly,Bending before the throne,Sing holy, holy, holy,To God the holy One.2On thee, at the creation,The light first had its birth;On thee for our salvationChrist rose from depths of earth;On thee our Lord victorious,The Spirit sent from heaven,And thus on thee most glorious,A triple light was given.3Thou art a port protectedFrom storms that round us rise;A garden intersectedWith streams of Paradise;Thou art a cooling fountainIn life’s dry, dreary sand;From thee, like Pisgah’s mountain,We view our promised land.Wordsworth.
611L. M.It is a good thing to give thanks, etc.Psalm 92:1.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 at night.2Sweet is the day of sacred rest,No mortal care shall seize my breast;O! may my heart in tune be found,Like David’s harp of solemn sound.3My heart shall triumph in the Lord,And bless his works, and bless his word;Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!How deep thy counsels! how divine.4Lord! I shall share a glorious part,When grace hath well refined my heart,And fresh supplies of joy are shed,Like holy oil, to cheer my head.5Then shall I see, and hear, and knowAll I desired or wished below:And every power find sweet employ,In that eternal world of joy.Watts.
L. M.
It is a good thing to give thanks, etc.Psalm 92:1.
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 at night.
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 at night.
2Sweet is the day of sacred rest,No mortal care shall seize my breast;O! may my heart in tune be found,Like David’s harp of solemn sound.
2Sweet is the day of sacred rest,
No mortal care shall seize my breast;
O! may my heart in tune be found,
Like David’s harp of solemn sound.
3My heart shall triumph in the Lord,And bless his works, and bless his word;Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!How deep thy counsels! how divine.
3My heart shall triumph in the Lord,
And bless his works, and bless his word;
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!
How deep thy counsels! how divine.
4Lord! I shall share a glorious part,When grace hath well refined my heart,And fresh supplies of joy are shed,Like holy oil, to cheer my head.
4Lord! I shall share a glorious part,
When grace hath well refined my heart,
And fresh supplies of joy are shed,
Like holy oil, to cheer my head.
5Then shall I see, and hear, and knowAll I desired or wished below:And every power find sweet employ,In that eternal world of joy.
5Then shall I see, and hear, and know
All I desired or wished below:
And every power find sweet employ,
In that eternal world of joy.
Watts.
612L. M.As it began to dawn.Matt 28:1.My opening eyes with rapture seeThe dawn of thy returning day;My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee,While thus my early vows I pay.2I yield my heart to thee alone,Nor would receive another guest:Eternal King, erect thy throne,And reign sole monarch in my breast.3O, bid this trifling world retire,And drive each carnal thought away;Nor let me feel one vain desire,One sinful thought through all the day.4Then, to thy courts when I repair,My soul shall rise on joyful wing,The wonders of thy love declare,And join the strains which angels sing.
L. M.
As it began to dawn.Matt 28:1.
My opening eyes with rapture seeThe dawn of thy returning day;My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee,While thus my early vows I pay.
My opening eyes with rapture see
The dawn of thy returning day;
My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee,
While thus my early vows I pay.
2I yield my heart to thee alone,Nor would receive another guest:Eternal King, erect thy throne,And reign sole monarch in my breast.
2I yield my heart to thee alone,
Nor would receive another guest:
Eternal King, erect thy throne,
And reign sole monarch in my breast.
3O, bid this trifling world retire,And drive each carnal thought away;Nor let me feel one vain desire,One sinful thought through all the day.
3O, bid this trifling world retire,
And drive each carnal thought away;
Nor let me feel one vain desire,
One sinful thought through all the day.
4Then, to thy courts when I repair,My soul shall rise on joyful wing,The wonders of thy love declare,And join the strains which angels sing.
4Then, to thy courts when I repair,
My soul shall rise on joyful wing,
The wonders of thy love declare,
And join the strains which angels sing.
613L. M.The Lord’s day.O sacred day of peace and joy,Thy hours are ever dear to me;Ne’er may a sinful thought destroyThe holy calm I find in thee.2Dear are thy peaceful hours to me,For God has given them in his love,To tell how calm, how blest shall beThe endless day of heaven above.
L. M.
The Lord’s day.
O sacred day of peace and joy,Thy hours are ever dear to me;Ne’er may a sinful thought destroyThe holy calm I find in thee.
O sacred day of peace and joy,
Thy hours are ever dear to me;
Ne’er may a sinful thought destroy
The holy calm I find in thee.
2Dear are thy peaceful hours to me,For God has given them in his love,To tell how calm, how blest shall beThe endless day of heaven above.
2Dear are thy peaceful hours to me,
For God has given them in his love,
To tell how calm, how blest shall be
The endless day of heaven above.
614L. M.Christ is risen.Hail! morning known among the blest!Morning of hope, and joy, and love,Of heavenly peace and holy rest;Pledge of the endless rest above.2Blessed be the Father of our Lord,Who from the dead has brought his Son!Hope to the lost was then restored,And everlasting glory won.3Scarce morning twilight had begunTo chase the shades of night away,When Christ arose—unsetting Sun—The dawn of joy’s eternal day!4Mercy looked down with smiling eyeWhen our Immanuel left the dead;Faith marked his bright ascent on high,And Hope with gladness raised her head.5God’s goodness let us bear in mind,Who to his saints this day has given,For rest and serious joy designed,To fit us for the bliss of heaven.Wardlaw.
L. M.
Christ is risen.
Hail! morning known among the blest!Morning of hope, and joy, and love,Of heavenly peace and holy rest;Pledge of the endless rest above.
Hail! morning known among the blest!
Morning of hope, and joy, and love,
Of heavenly peace and holy rest;
Pledge of the endless rest above.
2Blessed be the Father of our Lord,Who from the dead has brought his Son!Hope to the lost was then restored,And everlasting glory won.
2Blessed be the Father of our Lord,
Who from the dead has brought his Son!
Hope to the lost was then restored,
And everlasting glory won.
3Scarce morning twilight had begunTo chase the shades of night away,When Christ arose—unsetting Sun—The dawn of joy’s eternal day!
3Scarce morning twilight had begun
To chase the shades of night away,
When Christ arose—unsetting Sun—
The dawn of joy’s eternal day!
4Mercy looked down with smiling eyeWhen our Immanuel left the dead;Faith marked his bright ascent on high,And Hope with gladness raised her head.
4Mercy looked down with smiling eye
When our Immanuel left the dead;
Faith marked his bright ascent on high,
And Hope with gladness raised her head.
5God’s goodness let us bear in mind,Who to his saints this day has given,For rest and serious joy designed,To fit us for the bliss of heaven.
5God’s goodness let us bear in mind,
Who to his saints this day has given,
For rest and serious joy designed,
To fit us for the bliss of heaven.
Wardlaw.
615L. M.Lord’s-day evening.Sweet is the fading light of eve;And soft the sunbeams lingering there;For these blest hours the world I leave,Wafted on wings of praise and prayer.2The time, how lovely and how still!Peace shines and smiles on all below:The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill,All fair with evening’s setting glow.3Season of rest! the tranquil soulFeels the sweet calm, and melts to love,And while these sacred moments roll,Faith sees a smiling heaven above.4Nor will our days of toil be long;Our pilgrimage will soon be trod,And we shall join the ceaseless song,The endless sabbath of our God.S. F. Smith.
L. M.
Lord’s-day evening.
Sweet is the fading light of eve;And soft the sunbeams lingering there;For these blest hours the world I leave,Wafted on wings of praise and prayer.
Sweet is the fading light of eve;
And soft the sunbeams lingering there;
For these blest hours the world I leave,
Wafted on wings of praise and prayer.
2The time, how lovely and how still!Peace shines and smiles on all below:The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill,All fair with evening’s setting glow.
2The time, how lovely and how still!
Peace shines and smiles on all below:
The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill,
All fair with evening’s setting glow.
3Season of rest! the tranquil soulFeels the sweet calm, and melts to love,And while these sacred moments roll,Faith sees a smiling heaven above.
3Season of rest! the tranquil soul
Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love,
And while these sacred moments roll,
Faith sees a smiling heaven above.
4Nor will our days of toil be long;Our pilgrimage will soon be trod,And we shall join the ceaseless song,The endless sabbath of our God.
4Nor will our days of toil be long;
Our pilgrimage will soon be trod,
And we shall join the ceaseless song,
The endless sabbath of our God.
S. F. Smith.
616L. M.Return unto thy rest, O my soul.Psalm 116:7.Another six days’ work is done;Another day of rest begun,Return, my soul, enjoy the rest,Improve the day thy God hath blest.2O that our thoughts and thanks may rise,As grateful incense to the skies;And draw from heaven that sweet reposeWhich none but he that feels it knows.3This heavenly calm within the breastIs the dear pledge of glorious rest,Which for the Church of God remains,The end of cares, the end of pains.Stennett.
L. M.
Return unto thy rest, O my soul.Psalm 116:7.
Another six days’ work is done;Another day of rest begun,Return, my soul, enjoy the rest,Improve the day thy God hath blest.
Another six days’ work is done;
Another day of rest begun,
Return, my soul, enjoy the rest,
Improve the day thy God hath blest.
2O that our thoughts and thanks may rise,As grateful incense to the skies;And draw from heaven that sweet reposeWhich none but he that feels it knows.
2O that our thoughts and thanks may rise,
As grateful incense to the skies;
And draw from heaven that sweet repose
Which none but he that feels it knows.
3This heavenly calm within the breastIs the dear pledge of glorious rest,Which for the Church of God remains,The end of cares, the end of pains.
3This heavenly calm within the breast
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
Which for the Church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.
Stennett.
617L. M.There remaineth a rest to the people of God.Heb. 4:9.Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love;But there’s a nobler rest above;To that our laboring souls aspire,With ardent pangs of strong desire.2No more fatigue, no more distress,Nor sin nor death shall reach the place;No groans to mingle with the songsWhich warble from immortal tongues.3No rude alarms of raging foes,No cares to break the long repose;No midnight shade, no clouded sun,But sacred, high, eternal noon.4O long-expected day, begin,Dawn on these realms of woe and sin;Fain would we leave this weary road,And sleep in death, to rest with God.Doddridge.
L. M.
There remaineth a rest to the people of God.Heb. 4:9.
Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love;But there’s a nobler rest above;To that our laboring souls aspire,With ardent pangs of strong desire.
Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love;
But there’s a nobler rest above;
To that our laboring souls aspire,
With ardent pangs of strong desire.
2No more fatigue, no more distress,Nor sin nor death shall reach the place;No groans to mingle with the songsWhich warble from immortal tongues.
2No more fatigue, no more distress,
Nor sin nor death shall reach the place;
No groans to mingle with the songs
Which warble from immortal tongues.
3No rude alarms of raging foes,No cares to break the long repose;No midnight shade, no clouded sun,But sacred, high, eternal noon.
3No rude alarms of raging foes,
No cares to break the long repose;
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.
4O long-expected day, begin,Dawn on these realms of woe and sin;Fain would we leave this weary road,And sleep in death, to rest with God.
4O long-expected day, begin,
Dawn on these realms of woe and sin;
Fain would we leave this weary road,
And sleep in death, to rest with God.
Doddridge.
618C. M.This is the day which the Lord hath made.Psalm 118:24.Come, let us join with one accordIn hymns around the throne;This is the day our risen LordHath made and called his own.2This is the day which God has blessed,The brightest of the seven,Type of the everlasting restThe saints enjoy in heaven.3Then let us in his name sing on,And hasten on that day,When our Redeemer shall come down,And shadows pass away.4Not one, but all our days below,Our hearts his praise employ;And in our Lord rejoicing goTo his eternal joy.C. Wesley.
C. M.
This is the day which the Lord hath made.Psalm 118:24.
Come, let us join with one accordIn hymns around the throne;This is the day our risen LordHath made and called his own.
Come, let us join with one accord
In hymns around the throne;
This is the day our risen Lord
Hath made and called his own.
2This is the day which God has blessed,The brightest of the seven,Type of the everlasting restThe saints enjoy in heaven.
2This is the day which God has blessed,
The brightest of the seven,
Type of the everlasting rest
The saints enjoy in heaven.
3Then let us in his name sing on,And hasten on that day,When our Redeemer shall come down,And shadows pass away.
3Then let us in his name sing on,
And hasten on that day,
When our Redeemer shall come down,
And shadows pass away.
4Not one, but all our days below,Our hearts his praise employ;And in our Lord rejoicing goTo his eternal joy.
4Not one, but all our days below,
Our hearts his praise employ;
And in our Lord rejoicing go
To his eternal joy.
C. Wesley.
619C. M.We will rejoice and be glad in it.Psalm 118:24.This is the day the Lord hath made,He calls the hours his own;Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,And praise surround the throne.2To-day he rose and left the dead,And Satan’s empire fell;To-day the saints his triumphs spread,And all his wonders tell.3Hosanna to th’ anointed King,To David’s holy Son;Help us, O Lord—descend and bringSalvation from thy throne.4Blessed be the Lord who comes to menWith messages of grace;Who comes in God his Father’s nameTo save our sinful race.5Hosanna in the highest strainsThe church on earth can raise;The highest heavens in which he reigns,Shall give him nobler praise.Watts.
C. M.
We will rejoice and be glad in it.Psalm 118:24.
This is the day the Lord hath made,He calls the hours his own;Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,And praise surround the throne.
This is the day the Lord hath made,
He calls the hours his own;
Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround the throne.
2To-day he rose and left the dead,And Satan’s empire fell;To-day the saints his triumphs spread,And all his wonders tell.
2To-day he rose and left the dead,
And Satan’s empire fell;
To-day the saints his triumphs spread,
And all his wonders tell.
3Hosanna to th’ anointed King,To David’s holy Son;Help us, O Lord—descend and bringSalvation from thy throne.
3Hosanna to th’ anointed King,
To David’s holy Son;
Help us, O Lord—descend and bring
Salvation from thy throne.
4Blessed be the Lord who comes to menWith messages of grace;Who comes in God his Father’s nameTo save our sinful race.
4Blessed be the Lord who comes to men
With messages of grace;
Who comes in God his Father’s name
To save our sinful race.
5Hosanna in the highest strainsThe church on earth can raise;The highest heavens in which he reigns,Shall give him nobler praise.
5Hosanna in the highest strains
The church on earth can raise;
The highest heavens in which he reigns,
Shall give him nobler praise.
Watts.
620C. M.I will praise thee with my whole heart.Psalm 9:1.O Father! though the anxious fearMay cloud to-morrow’s way,No fear nor doubt shall enter here;All shall be thine to-day.2We will not bring divided heartsTo worship at thy shrine;But each unworthy thought departs,And leaves this temple thine.3Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares,Of earth and folly born;Ye shall not dim the light that streamsFrom this celestial morn.
C. M.
I will praise thee with my whole heart.Psalm 9:1.
O Father! though the anxious fearMay cloud to-morrow’s way,No fear nor doubt shall enter here;All shall be thine to-day.
O Father! though the anxious fear
May cloud to-morrow’s way,
No fear nor doubt shall enter here;
All shall be thine to-day.
2We will not bring divided heartsTo worship at thy shrine;But each unworthy thought departs,And leaves this temple thine.
2We will not bring divided hearts
To worship at thy shrine;
But each unworthy thought departs,
And leaves this temple thine.
3Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares,Of earth and folly born;Ye shall not dim the light that streamsFrom this celestial morn.
3Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares,
Of earth and folly born;
Ye shall not dim the light that streams
From this celestial morn.
621C. M.Lev. 23:11, &1 Cor. 15:20.This is the day the first ripe sheafBefore the Lord was waved,And Christ, first-fruits of them that slept,Was from the dead received.2He rose for them for whom he died,That, like to him, they mayRise when he comes, in glory great,That ne’er shall fade away.3This is the day the Spirit cameWith us on earth to stay—A Comforter, to fill our heartsWith joys that ne’er decay.4His comforts are the earnest sureOf that same heavenly restWhich Jesus entered on, when heWas made for ever blest.5This day the Christian Church began,Formed by his wondrous grace;This day the saints in concord meet,To join in prayer and praise.
C. M.
Lev. 23:11, &1 Cor. 15:20.
This is the day the first ripe sheafBefore the Lord was waved,And Christ, first-fruits of them that slept,Was from the dead received.
This is the day the first ripe sheaf
Before the Lord was waved,
And Christ, first-fruits of them that slept,
Was from the dead received.
2He rose for them for whom he died,That, like to him, they mayRise when he comes, in glory great,That ne’er shall fade away.
2He rose for them for whom he died,
That, like to him, they may
Rise when he comes, in glory great,
That ne’er shall fade away.
3This is the day the Spirit cameWith us on earth to stay—A Comforter, to fill our heartsWith joys that ne’er decay.
3This is the day the Spirit came
With us on earth to stay—
A Comforter, to fill our hearts
With joys that ne’er decay.
4His comforts are the earnest sureOf that same heavenly restWhich Jesus entered on, when heWas made for ever blest.
4His comforts are the earnest sure
Of that same heavenly rest
Which Jesus entered on, when he
Was made for ever blest.
5This day the Christian Church began,Formed by his wondrous grace;This day the saints in concord meet,To join in prayer and praise.
5This day the Christian Church began,
Formed by his wondrous grace;
This day the saints in concord meet,
To join in prayer and praise.
622C. M.He hath abolished death.2 Tim. 1:10.The Saviour risen to-day we praise,In concert with the blest;For now we see his work complete,And enter into rest.2On this first day a brighter sceneOf glory was displayedBy the Creating Word, than whenThe universe was made.3He rises who mankind has boughtWith grief and pain extreme:’Twas great to speak the world from nought,’Twas greater to redeem.4How vain the stone, the watch, the seal!Nought can forbid his rise:’Tis he who shuts the gates of hell,And opens Paradise.
C. M.
He hath abolished death.2 Tim. 1:10.
The Saviour risen to-day we praise,In concert with the blest;For now we see his work complete,And enter into rest.
The Saviour risen to-day we praise,
In concert with the blest;
For now we see his work complete,
And enter into rest.
2On this first day a brighter sceneOf glory was displayedBy the Creating Word, than whenThe universe was made.
2On this first day a brighter scene
Of glory was displayed
By the Creating Word, than when
The universe was made.
3He rises who mankind has boughtWith grief and pain extreme:’Twas great to speak the world from nought,’Twas greater to redeem.
3He rises who mankind has bought
With grief and pain extreme:
’Twas great to speak the world from nought,
’Twas greater to redeem.
4How vain the stone, the watch, the seal!Nought can forbid his rise:’Tis he who shuts the gates of hell,And opens Paradise.
4How vain the stone, the watch, the seal!
Nought can forbid his rise:
’Tis he who shuts the gates of hell,
And opens Paradise.
623C. M.The type of endless rest.The the worn spirit wants repose,And sighs her God to seek,How sweet to hail the evening’s close,That ends the weary week!2How sweet to hail the early dawnThat opens on the sight,When first that soul-reviving mornSheds forth new rays of light!3Sweet day! thine hours too soon will cease;Yet while they gently roll,Breathe, gracious Lord, thou source of peace,A Sabbath o’er my soul!4When will my pilgrimage be done,The world’s long week be o’er:That Sabbath dawn, which needs no sun,That day, which fades no more!Edmeston.
C. M.
The type of endless rest.
The the worn spirit wants repose,And sighs her God to seek,How sweet to hail the evening’s close,That ends the weary week!
The the worn spirit wants repose,
And sighs her God to seek,
How sweet to hail the evening’s close,
That ends the weary week!
2How sweet to hail the early dawnThat opens on the sight,When first that soul-reviving mornSheds forth new rays of light!
2How sweet to hail the early dawn
That opens on the sight,
When first that soul-reviving morn
Sheds forth new rays of light!
3Sweet day! thine hours too soon will cease;Yet while they gently roll,Breathe, gracious Lord, thou source of peace,A Sabbath o’er my soul!
3Sweet day! thine hours too soon will cease;
Yet while they gently roll,
Breathe, gracious Lord, thou source of peace,
A Sabbath o’er my soul!
4When will my pilgrimage be done,The world’s long week be o’er:That Sabbath dawn, which needs no sun,That day, which fades no more!
4When will my pilgrimage be done,
The world’s long week be o’er:
That Sabbath dawn, which needs no sun,
That day, which fades no more!
Edmeston.
624S. M.This is the Lord’s doing.Psalm 118:23.This is the glorious day,That our Redeemer made;Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray,Let all the church be glad.2The work, O Lord, is thine,And wondrous in our eyes;This day declares it all divine,This day did Jesus rise.3Hosanna to the King,Of David’s royal blood;Bless him, you saints, he comes to bringSalvation from your God.4We bless thy Holy Word,Which all this grace displays,And offer on thine altar, Lord,Our sacrifice of praise.Watts.
S. M.
This is the Lord’s doing.Psalm 118:23.
This is the glorious day,That our Redeemer made;Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray,Let all the church be glad.
This is the glorious day,
That our Redeemer made;
Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray,
Let all the church be glad.
2The work, O Lord, is thine,And wondrous in our eyes;This day declares it all divine,This day did Jesus rise.
2The work, O Lord, is thine,
And wondrous in our eyes;
This day declares it all divine,
This day did Jesus rise.
3Hosanna to the King,Of David’s royal blood;Bless him, you saints, he comes to bringSalvation from your God.
3Hosanna to the King,
Of David’s royal blood;
Bless him, you saints, he comes to bring
Salvation from your God.
4We bless thy Holy Word,Which all this grace displays,And offer on thine altar, Lord,Our sacrifice of praise.
4We bless thy Holy Word,
Which all this grace displays,
And offer on thine altar, Lord,
Our sacrifice of praise.
Watts.
625S. M.The righteous doth sing and rejoice.Prov. 29:6.Sweet is the task, O Lord,Thy glorious acts to sing,To praise thy name, and hear thy word,And grateful offerings bring.2Sweet, at the dawning hour,Thy boundless love to tell;And when the night-wind shuts the flower,Still on the theme to dwell.3Sweet, on this day of rest,To join in heart and voiceWith those who love and serve thee best,And in thy name rejoice.4To songs of praise and joy,May all our days be given,That such may be our best employEternally in heaven.F. Lyte.
S. M.
The righteous doth sing and rejoice.Prov. 29:6.
Sweet is the task, O Lord,Thy glorious acts to sing,To praise thy name, and hear thy word,And grateful offerings bring.
Sweet is the task, O Lord,
Thy glorious acts to sing,
To praise thy name, and hear thy word,
And grateful offerings bring.
2Sweet, at the dawning hour,Thy boundless love to tell;And when the night-wind shuts the flower,Still on the theme to dwell.
2Sweet, at the dawning hour,
Thy boundless love to tell;
And when the night-wind shuts the flower,
Still on the theme to dwell.
3Sweet, on this day of rest,To join in heart and voiceWith those who love and serve thee best,And in thy name rejoice.
3Sweet, on this day of rest,
To join in heart and voice
With those who love and serve thee best,
And in thy name rejoice.
4To songs of praise and joy,May all our days be given,That such may be our best employEternally in heaven.
4To songs of praise and joy,
May all our days be given,
That such may be our best employ
Eternally in heaven.
F. Lyte.
626S. M.Welcome, sweet day of rest.Welcome, sweet day of rest,That saw the Lord arise;Welcome to this reviving breast,And these rejoicing eyes.2The King himself comes near,And feasts his saints to-day:Here may we sit and see him here,And love, and praise, and pray.3One day, amid the placeWhere Christ my Lord, hath been,Is sweeter than ten thousand daysWithin the tents of sin.4My willing soul would stayIn such a frame as this,And sit and sing herself awayTo everlasting bliss.Watts.
S. M.
Welcome, sweet day of rest.
Welcome, sweet day of rest,That saw the Lord arise;Welcome to this reviving breast,And these rejoicing eyes.
Welcome, sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise;
Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes.
2The King himself comes near,And feasts his saints to-day:Here may we sit and see him here,And love, and praise, and pray.
2The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day:
Here may we sit and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.
3One day, amid the placeWhere Christ my Lord, hath been,Is sweeter than ten thousand daysWithin the tents of sin.
3One day, amid the place
Where Christ my Lord, hath been,
Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Within the tents of sin.
4My willing soul would stayIn such a frame as this,And sit and sing herself awayTo everlasting bliss.
4My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this,
And sit and sing herself away
To everlasting bliss.
Watts.
627S. P. M.I was glad.Psalm 122:1.How pleased and blessed was I,To hear the people cry—“Come, let us seek our God to-day!”Yes, with a cheerful zeal,We haste to Zion’s hill,And there our vows and honors pay.2Zion! thrice happy place,Adorned with wondrous graceAnd walls of strength embrace thee round;In thee our tribes appear,To pray, and praise, and hearThe sacred gospel’s joyful sound.3May peace attend thy gate,And joy within thee wait,To bless the soul of every guest:The man who seeks thy peace,And wishes thine increase—A thousand blessings on him rest!Watts.
S. P. M.
I was glad.Psalm 122:1.
How pleased and blessed was I,To hear the people cry—“Come, let us seek our God to-day!”Yes, with a cheerful zeal,We haste to Zion’s hill,And there our vows and honors pay.
How pleased and blessed was I,
To hear the people cry—
“Come, let us seek our God to-day!”
Yes, with a cheerful zeal,
We haste to Zion’s hill,
And there our vows and honors pay.
2Zion! thrice happy place,Adorned with wondrous graceAnd walls of strength embrace thee round;In thee our tribes appear,To pray, and praise, and hearThe sacred gospel’s joyful sound.
2Zion! thrice happy place,
Adorned with wondrous grace
And walls of strength embrace thee round;
In thee our tribes appear,
To pray, and praise, and hear
The sacred gospel’s joyful sound.
3May peace attend thy gate,And joy within thee wait,To bless the soul of every guest:The man who seeks thy peace,And wishes thine increase—A thousand blessings on him rest!
3May peace attend thy gate,
And joy within thee wait,
To bless the soul of every guest:
The man who seeks thy peace,
And wishes thine increase—
A thousand blessings on him rest!
Watts.
6287s, double.Hail the day that saw him rise.Hail the day that saw him rise,Ravished from his people’s eyes;Christ, awhile to mortals given,Re-ascends his native heaven.There the glorious triumph waits—“Lift your heads, you heavenly gates;Wide unfold the radiant scene,Take the King of glory in.”2He, whom highest heaven receives,Ever loves the friends he leaves;Though returning to his throne,Still he calls his saints his own;Still for us he intercedes,Prevalent his death he pleads;Near himself prepares a place,Harbinger of human race.3Taken from our eyes to-day,Master, hear us when we pray;See thy needy servants, see,Ever gazing up to thee:Grant, though parted from our sight,Far above yon azure hight,Grant our hearts may thither rise,Follow thee beyond the skies.4Ever upward let us move,Wafted on the wings of love;Looking when the Lord shall come,Longing, reaching after home;There for ever to remain,Partners of thy endless reign;There thy face unclouded see,Find our heaven of heavens in thee.C. Wesley.
7s, double.
Hail the day that saw him rise.
Hail the day that saw him rise,Ravished from his people’s eyes;Christ, awhile to mortals given,Re-ascends his native heaven.There the glorious triumph waits—“Lift your heads, you heavenly gates;Wide unfold the radiant scene,Take the King of glory in.”
Hail the day that saw him rise,
Ravished from his people’s eyes;
Christ, awhile to mortals given,
Re-ascends his native heaven.
There the glorious triumph waits—
“Lift your heads, you heavenly gates;
Wide unfold the radiant scene,
Take the King of glory in.”
2He, whom highest heaven receives,Ever loves the friends he leaves;Though returning to his throne,Still he calls his saints his own;Still for us he intercedes,Prevalent his death he pleads;Near himself prepares a place,Harbinger of human race.
2He, whom highest heaven receives,
Ever loves the friends he leaves;
Though returning to his throne,
Still he calls his saints his own;
Still for us he intercedes,
Prevalent his death he pleads;
Near himself prepares a place,
Harbinger of human race.
3Taken from our eyes to-day,Master, hear us when we pray;See thy needy servants, see,Ever gazing up to thee:Grant, though parted from our sight,Far above yon azure hight,Grant our hearts may thither rise,Follow thee beyond the skies.
3Taken from our eyes to-day,
Master, hear us when we pray;
See thy needy servants, see,
Ever gazing up to thee:
Grant, though parted from our sight,
Far above yon azure hight,
Grant our hearts may thither rise,
Follow thee beyond the skies.
4Ever upward let us move,Wafted on the wings of love;Looking when the Lord shall come,Longing, reaching after home;There for ever to remain,Partners of thy endless reign;There thy face unclouded see,Find our heaven of heavens in thee.
4Ever upward let us move,
Wafted on the wings of love;
Looking when the Lord shall come,
Longing, reaching after home;
There for ever to remain,
Partners of thy endless reign;
There thy face unclouded see,
Find our heaven of heavens in thee.
C. Wesley.
6297s, 6 lines.Springs in the desert.Isaiah 49:10.Safely through another weekGod has brought us on our way;Let us each a blessing seek,Waiting in his courts to-day:Day of all the week the best,Emblem of eternal rest.2While we seek supplies of graceThrough the blest Redeemer’s name,Show thy reconciling face,Take away our sin and shame:From our worldly care set free,May we rest this day in thee.3Here we come thy name to praise,Let us feel thy presence near;May thy glory meet our eyes,While we in thy house appear;Here afford us, Lord, a tasteOf our everlasting rest.4May the gospel’s joyful soundConquer sinners—comfort saints:Make the fruits of grace abound,Bring relief to all complaints:Thus let all our worship prove,Till we join thy courts above.5Glory be to God on high—God, whose glory fills the sky;Glory to the Lamb be given—Glory in the highest heaven:Wisdom, riches, praise, and power,Be to God for evermore.Newton.
7s, 6 lines.
Springs in the desert.Isaiah 49:10.
Safely through another weekGod has brought us on our way;Let us each a blessing seek,Waiting in his courts to-day:Day of all the week the best,Emblem of eternal rest.
Safely through another week
God has brought us on our way;
Let us each a blessing seek,
Waiting in his courts to-day:
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest.
2While we seek supplies of graceThrough the blest Redeemer’s name,Show thy reconciling face,Take away our sin and shame:From our worldly care set free,May we rest this day in thee.
2While we seek supplies of grace
Through the blest Redeemer’s name,
Show thy reconciling face,
Take away our sin and shame:
From our worldly care set free,
May we rest this day in thee.
3Here we come thy name to praise,Let us feel thy presence near;May thy glory meet our eyes,While we in thy house appear;Here afford us, Lord, a tasteOf our everlasting rest.
3Here we come thy name to praise,
Let us feel thy presence near;
May thy glory meet our eyes,
While we in thy house appear;
Here afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting rest.
4May the gospel’s joyful soundConquer sinners—comfort saints:Make the fruits of grace abound,Bring relief to all complaints:Thus let all our worship prove,Till we join thy courts above.
4May the gospel’s joyful sound
Conquer sinners—comfort saints:
Make the fruits of grace abound,
Bring relief to all complaints:
Thus let all our worship prove,
Till we join thy courts above.
5Glory be to God on high—God, whose glory fills the sky;Glory to the Lamb be given—Glory in the highest heaven:Wisdom, riches, praise, and power,Be to God for evermore.
5Glory be to God on high—
God, whose glory fills the sky;
Glory to the Lamb be given—
Glory in the highest heaven:
Wisdom, riches, praise, and power,
Be to God for evermore.
Newton.
630H. M.The resurrection celebrated.Awake, ye saints, awake,And hail the sacred day;In loftiest songs of praiseYour joyful homage pay;Come bless the day that God hath blest,The type of heaven’s eternal rest.2On this auspicious mornThe Lord of life arose,And burst the bars of death,And vanquished all our foes;And now he pleads our cause above,And reaps the fruit of all his love.3All hail, triumphant Lord!Heaven with hosannas rings;All earth, in humbler strains,Thy praise responsive sings;Worthy the Lamb that once was slain,Through endless years to live and reign.Cotterill.
H. M.
The resurrection celebrated.
Awake, ye saints, awake,And hail the sacred day;In loftiest songs of praiseYour joyful homage pay;Come bless the day that God hath blest,The type of heaven’s eternal rest.
Awake, ye saints, awake,
And hail the sacred day;
In loftiest songs of praise
Your joyful homage pay;
Come bless the day that God hath blest,
The type of heaven’s eternal rest.
2On this auspicious mornThe Lord of life arose,And burst the bars of death,And vanquished all our foes;And now he pleads our cause above,And reaps the fruit of all his love.
2On this auspicious morn
The Lord of life arose,
And burst the bars of death,
And vanquished all our foes;
And now he pleads our cause above,
And reaps the fruit of all his love.
3All hail, triumphant Lord!Heaven with hosannas rings;All earth, in humbler strains,Thy praise responsive sings;Worthy the Lamb that once was slain,Through endless years to live and reign.
3All hail, triumphant Lord!
Heaven with hosannas rings;
All earth, in humbler strains,
Thy praise responsive sings;
Worthy the Lamb that once was slain,
Through endless years to live and reign.
Cotterill.
631H. M.A day in thy courts, etc.Psalm 84:10.To spend one sacred dayWhere God and saints abide,Affords diviner joyThan thousand days beside:Where God resorts,I love it moreTo keep the door,Than shine in courts.2God is our sun and shield,Our light and our defense;With gifts his hands are filled;We draw our blessings thence:He will bestowOn Israel’s racePeculiar grace,And glory too.3The Lord his people loves;His hand no good withholdsFrom those his heart approves—From pure and upright souls:Thrice happy he,O God of hosts,Whose spirit trustsAlone in thee.Watts.
H. M.
A day in thy courts, etc.Psalm 84:10.
To spend one sacred dayWhere God and saints abide,Affords diviner joyThan thousand days beside:Where God resorts,I love it moreTo keep the door,Than shine in courts.
To spend one sacred day
Where God and saints abide,
Affords diviner joy
Than thousand days beside:
Where God resorts,
I love it more
To keep the door,
Than shine in courts.
2God is our sun and shield,Our light and our defense;With gifts his hands are filled;We draw our blessings thence:He will bestowOn Israel’s racePeculiar grace,And glory too.
2God is our sun and shield,
Our light and our defense;
With gifts his hands are filled;
We draw our blessings thence:
He will bestow
On Israel’s race
Peculiar grace,
And glory too.
3The Lord his people loves;His hand no good withholdsFrom those his heart approves—From pure and upright souls:Thrice happy he,O God of hosts,Whose spirit trustsAlone in thee.
3The Lord his people loves;
His hand no good withholds
From those his heart approves—
From pure and upright souls:
Thrice happy he,
O God of hosts,
Whose spirit trusts
Alone in thee.
Watts.
632H. M.Welcome, delightful morn.Welcome, delightful morn,Thou day of sacred rest;I hail thy kind return—Lord, make these moments blest;From the low train of mortal toys,I soar to reach immortal joys.2Now may the King descendAnd fill his throne with grace;The scepter, Lord, extend,While saints address thy face:Let sinners feel thy quickening word,And learn to know and fear the Lord.Hayward.
H. M.
Welcome, delightful morn.
Welcome, delightful morn,Thou day of sacred rest;I hail thy kind return—Lord, make these moments blest;From the low train of mortal toys,I soar to reach immortal joys.
Welcome, delightful morn,
Thou day of sacred rest;
I hail thy kind return—
Lord, make these moments blest;
From the low train of mortal toys,
I soar to reach immortal joys.
2Now may the King descendAnd fill his throne with grace;The scepter, Lord, extend,While saints address thy face:Let sinners feel thy quickening word,And learn to know and fear the Lord.
2Now may the King descend
And fill his throne with grace;
The scepter, Lord, extend,
While saints address thy face:
Let sinners feel thy quickening word,
And learn to know and fear the Lord.
Hayward.
6337s & 6s.The first day of the week.O day of rest and gladness,O day of joy and light,O balm of care and sadness,Most beautiful, most bright,On thee, the high and lowly,Bending before the throne,Sing holy, holy, holy,To God the holy One.2On thee, at the creation,The light first had its birth;On thee for our salvationChrist rose from depths of earth;On thee our Lord victorious,The Spirit sent from heaven,And thus on thee most glorious,A triple light was given.3Thou art a port protectedFrom storms that round us rise;A garden intersectedWith streams of Paradise;Thou art a cooling fountainIn life’s dry, dreary sand;From thee, like Pisgah’s mountain,We view our promised land.Wordsworth.
7s & 6s.
The first day of the week.
O day of rest and gladness,O day of joy and light,O balm of care and sadness,Most beautiful, most bright,On thee, the high and lowly,Bending before the throne,Sing holy, holy, holy,To God the holy One.
O day of rest and gladness,
O day of joy and light,
O balm of care and sadness,
Most beautiful, most bright,
On thee, the high and lowly,
Bending before the throne,
Sing holy, holy, holy,
To God the holy One.
2On thee, at the creation,The light first had its birth;On thee for our salvationChrist rose from depths of earth;On thee our Lord victorious,The Spirit sent from heaven,And thus on thee most glorious,A triple light was given.
2On thee, at the creation,
The light first had its birth;
On thee for our salvation
Christ rose from depths of earth;
On thee our Lord victorious,
The Spirit sent from heaven,
And thus on thee most glorious,
A triple light was given.
3Thou art a port protectedFrom storms that round us rise;A garden intersectedWith streams of Paradise;Thou art a cooling fountainIn life’s dry, dreary sand;From thee, like Pisgah’s mountain,We view our promised land.
3Thou art a port protected
From storms that round us rise;
A garden intersected
With streams of Paradise;
Thou art a cooling fountain
In life’s dry, dreary sand;
From thee, like Pisgah’s mountain,
We view our promised land.
Wordsworth.