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201. C. M.
The Mission of Christ. Luke iv. 18, 19.
i Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes,
The Saviour promised long ;
And every voice a song.
2 On him the spirit largely poured,
Exerts its holy fire;
His sacred breast inspire.
3 He comes the prisoners to release,
In wretched bondage held:
The iron fetters yield.
4 He comes, from thickest films of vice
To clear the mental ray;
To pour celestial day.
5 He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure;
Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name!
202. 8, 8, 6 M.
The Day of Judgment. 1 llEAR, O ye dead! awake, arise! The sounding trumpet shakes the skies ;
The awful Judge is near; Angelic guards attend him down ; And flaming round his fiery throne
A thousand terrors glare.
2 Pale guilt looks upwards with amaze ;
And conscience tells her doom :
And shrink within the tomb.
3 But ye, bis happy saints, rejoice;
His looks no frowns, for you :
To joys for ever new.
To nobler worlds above;
| Rev. Henry Moore. 203. 8 & 7s. M. The future Peace and Glory of the Church. Isa. Ix. 15–20. 1 HEAR what God, the Lord hath spoken:
O my people! faint and few,
Fair abodes I build for you:
There, like streams that feed the garden,
Pleasures without end shall flow;
All his bounty will bestow.
2 There, in undisturbed possession,
Peace and righteousness shall reign;
Never hear of war again.
Change to day the gloom of night;
204. C. M.
*** Blessed are the Dead which die in the Lord.” Rey. xiv. 13
1 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims
For all the pious dead :
And soft their dying bed.
How calm their slumbers are !
And freed from every care.
And present with the Lord,
205. c. M.
God every where the Refuge of his Servants. 1 How are thy servants bless'd, O Lord !
How sure is their defence!
Their help, omnipotence.
Supported by thy care, They pass unhurt through burning climes,
And breathe in tainted air.
3 Thy mercy sweetens every soil,
Makes every region please ; The hoary frozen hills it warms,
" And smooths the boisterous seas.
High on the broken wave,
Nor impotent to save.
5 The storm is laid, the winds retire,
Obedient to thy will;
At thy command is still. 6 From all our griefs and straits, O Lord!
Thy mercy sets us free,
Our hearts take hold on thee.
7 In midst of dangers, fears, and death,
Thy goodness we'll adore;
And humbly hope for more.
8 Our lives, while thou preserv'st our lives,
Thy sacrifice shall be ;
206. L. M.
The Resurrection of Christ.
1 HOSANNA! let us join to sing
The glories of our rising king;
2 Soon as the morning's earliest ray
Brings on the third, the appointed day,
3 With strength immortal, forth he comes,
And power and life from God resumes ;
4 Ye tribes of Adam! raise the song,
And, with your noblest notes, prolong
5 Salvation-joy-inspiring theme!
Best gift of him who reigns supreme;
6 Salvation-song of men, record
The glories of your rising Lord;