2 Has 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.
3 God, 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.
4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee;
All thy warfare now is past;
God thy Saviour will defend thee;
Victory is thine at last;
All thy conflicts
End in everlasting rest.
1 O'ER the realms of pagan darkness
Let the eye of pity gaze;
See the kindreds of the people,
Lost in sin's bewildering maze ;-
Darkness brooding
On the face of all the earth!
2 Light of them who sit in error!
Rise and shine-thy blessings bring;
Light-to lighten all the Gentiles!
Rise with healing in thy wing:
To thy brightness,
Let all kings and nations come.
3 Let the heathen, now adoring
Idol gods of wood and stone,
Come, and, worshiping before him,
Serve the living God alone:
Let thy glory
Fill the earth, as floods the sea.
4 Thou! to whom all power is given,
Speak the word; at thy command,
Let the company of heralds
Spread thy name from land to land:
Lord! be with them,
Always till time's latest end.
1 O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness,
Cheered by no celestial ray,
Sun of righteousness! arising,
Bring the bright, the glorious day;
Send the gospel
To the earth's remotest bound.
2 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness,-
Grant them, Lord! the glorious light;
And, from eastern coast to western,
May the morning chase the night;
And redemption,
Freely purchased, win the day.
3 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel!
Win and conquer, never cease;
May thy lasting, wide dominions,
Multiply and still increase;
Sway thy sceptre,
Saviour! all the world around.
2 Hallelujah! hark, the sound, From the depths unto the skies, Wakes above, beneath, around, All creation's harmonies! See Jehovah's banners furled, Sheathed his sword, he speaks-'t is done!
And the kingdoms of this world
Are the kingdoms of his Son. 3 He shall reign' from pole to pole,
With illimitable sway;
He shall reign, when like a scroll
Yonder heavens are 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!
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1 HASTEN, Lord, the glorious time,
When, beneath Messiah's sway,
Every nation, every clime,
Shall the gospel call obey.
2 Mightiest kings his power shall
own,
Heathen tribes his name adore;
Satan and his host, o'erthrown,
Bound in chains, shall hurt no more.
3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, Then be banished grief and pain; Righteousness, and joy, and peace, Undisturbed shall ever reign. 4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord, Ever praise his glorious name; All his mighty acts record,
All his wondrous love proclaim.
1 SEE the ransomed millions stand,-
Palms of conquest in their hands!
This before the throne their strain,-
"Hell is vanquished-death is slain !—
2 "Blessing, honor, glory, might,
Are the Conqueror's native right;
Thrones and powers before him fall,—
Lamb of God, and Lord of all!"
3 Hasten, Lord! the promised hour;
Come in glory and in power;
Still thy foes are unsubdued-
Nature sighs to be renewed:
4 Time has nearly reached its sum;
All things with the bride, say, "Come!"
Jesus! whom all worlds adore,
Come, and reign forevermore.
2 Mild it shines on all beneath,
Piercing through the shades of death;
Scattering error's wide-spread night;
Kindling darkness into light.
3 Nations all, remote and near,
Haste to see your Lord appear;
Hasto, for him your hearts prepare,
Meet him manifested there!
4 There behold the day-spring rise,
Pouring light on mortal eyes;
See it chase the shades away,
Shining to the perfect day.
1 COME, Desire of nations, come!
Hasten, Lord, the general doom!
Hear the Spirit and the Bride;
Come, and take us to thy side.
2 Thon, who hast our place prepared,"
Make us meet for our reward;
Then with all thy saints descend:
Then our earthly trials end.
3 Mindful of thy chosen race,
Shorten these vindictive days;
Hear us now, and save thine own,
Who for full redemption groan.
4 Now destroy the man of sin,
Now thine ancient flock bring in!
Filled with righteousness divine,
Claim a ransomed world for thine.
5 Plant thy heavenly kingdom here;
Glorious in thy saints appear:
Speak the sacred number sealed;
Speak the mystery revealed.
6 Take to thee thy royal power:
Reign! when sin shall be no more;
Reign! when death no more shall be
Reign to all eternity!
1 SAW ye not the cloud arise,
Little as the human hand?
Now it spreads along the skies,
Hangs o'er all the thirsty land.
2 Lo, the promise of a shower
Drops already from above;
But the Lord will shortly pour
All the blessings of his love.
3 When he first the work begun,
Small and feeble was the day;
Now the word doth swiftly run,
Now it wins its widening way.
4 More and more it spreads and grows,
Ever mighty to prevail;
Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows,
Shakes the trembling gates of hell.
5 Sons of God! your Saviour praise;
He the door hath opened wide;
He hath given the word of grace;
Jesus' word is glorified.
The sweetness of thy soft low voice I am too deaf to hear.
2 I cannot feel thee touch my hand
With pressure light and mild,
To check me, as my mother did,
When I was but a child;
But I have felt thee in my thoughts
Fighting with sin for me;
And when my heart loves God, I know
The sweetness is from thee.
3 And when, dear Saviour! I kneel down
Morning and night to prayer,
Something there is within my heart
Which tells me thou art there;
Yes! when I pray, thou prayest too-
Thy prayer is all for me;
But when I sleep, thou sleepest not,
But watchest patiently.
1 REMEMBER thy Creator now,
In these thy youthful days;
He will accept thine earliest vow,
And listen to thy praise.
2 Remember thy Creator now,
Seek him while he is near;
For evil days will come, when thou
Shalt find no comfort here.
3 Remember thy Creator now;
His willing servant be:
Then, when thy head in death shall bow,
He will remember thee.
4 Almighty God! our hearts incline
Thy heavenly voice to hear;
Let all our future days be thine,
Devoted to thy fear.
1 DEAR Jesus, let thy pitying eye
Look kindly down on me:
A sinful, weak, and helpless child,
I come thy child to be.
2 O blesséd Saviour! take my heart,
This sinful heart of mine,
And wash it clean in every part;
Make me a child of thine.
3 My sins, though great, thou canst forgive,
For thou hast died for me;
Amazing love! Help me, O God,
Thine own dear child to be.
4 For thou hast said, "Forbid them not: Let children come to me:"
I hear thy voice, and now, dear Lord,
I come thy child to be.
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