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1078.

L. M. .
1. GREAT God! what do I see and hear!

The end of things created!
The Judge of mankind doth appear,

On clouds of glory seated :
The trumpet sounds; the graves restore
The dead which they contained before:

Prepare, my soul, to meet Him. 2. The dead in Christ shall first arise,

At the last trumpet's sounding,
Caught up to meet Him in the skies,

With joy their Lord surrounding :
No gloomy fears their souls dismay,
His presence sheds eternal day

On those prepared to meet Him. 3. But sinners, filled with guilty fears,

Behold His wrath prevailing;
For they shall rise, and find their tears

And sighs are unavailing:
The day of grace is past and gone;
Trembling they stand before the throne,

All unprepared to meet Him.
4. Great God! what do I see and hear !

The end of things created !
The Judge of man I see appear,

On clouds of glory seated :
Beneath His cross I view the day
When heaven and earth shall pass away,

And thus prepare to meet Him.

1079.

L. M. 1. The Lord will come; the earth shall quake.

The hills their fixed seat forsake;
And, withering, from the vault of night
The stars withdraw their feeble light.

2. The Lord will come, but not the same

As once in lowly form he came;
A silent Lamb to slaughter led,

The bruised, the suffering, and the dead. 3. The Lord will come-a dreadful form,

With wreath of flame, and robe of storm,
On cherub wings, and wings of wind,

Anointed Judge of human kind.
4. Can this be He who wont to stray

A pilgrim on the world's highway,
By power oppressed, and mocked by pride ?

O God, is this the Crucified ?
5. While sinners in despair shall call,

"Rocks, hide us! mountains, on us fall!"
The saints, ascending from the tomb,
Shall joyful sing- The Lord is come!”

BISHOP HEBER.

1080.

L. M.

1. SHALL man, O God of light and lifo !

Forever molder in the grave ?
Canst Thou forget Thy glorious work,

Thy promise, and Thy power to save? 2. In those dark, silent realms of night, Shall

peace and hope no more arise ? No future morning light the tomb,

Nor day-star gild the darksome skies? 3. Cease, cease, yo vain, desponding fears!

When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang, Death, the last foe, was captive led,

And heaven with praise and wonder rang. 4. Faith sees the bright eternal doors

Unfold to make her children way;
They shall be clothed with endless life,

And shine in everlasting day.

5. The trump shall sound—the dead shall wake,

From the cold tomb the slumberers spring; Through heaven, with joy, their myriads rise, And hail their Saviour and their King.

DWIGHT, 1081.

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1. O FOR those solitary hours,

When grace descends in silent showers;
When all the Visible withdraws
In solemn, fitful, awful pause;
And memory, like a glassy sea,

Looks up in calmness, Lord, to Thee !
2. Then, let Thine image on this heart

Be deeply felt in every part:
Each motion of the will subdue-
Inform, correct, instruct, renew;
The motives guide—the thoughts refine,

Thyself the type, from line to line !
3. Eternal, brooding, glorious Dove !

Breathe sweetly from Thy throne above:
The might of every wave control
Be Thou the conscience of my soul;
Till self-absorbed, I sit and sing
Beneath the shadow of Thy wing.

L. M.

1082.
1. He sendeth sun, He sendeth shower;

Alike they ’re needful for the flower;
And joys and tears alike are sent
To give the soul fit nourishment:
As comes to me or cloud or sun,

Father, Thy will, not mine, be done!
2. Can loving children e'er reprove

With murmurs whom they trust and love?
Creator! I would ever be
A trusting, loving child to Thee :
As comes to me or cloud or sun,
Father, Thy will, not mine, be done!

3. O ne'er will I at life repine !

Enough that Thou hast made it mine;
When falls the shadow cold of death,
I yet will sing, with parting breath-
As comes to me or shade or sun,
Father, Thy will, not mine, be done!

SARAH F. ADAMA.

1083

L. M.

1. Why weep for those, frail child of woe,

Who've fled and left thee mourning here ! Triumphant o'er their latest foe,

They glory in a brighter sphere.
2. Weep not for them; beside thee now

Perhaps they watch with guardian care,
And witness tears that idly flow

O'er those who bliss of angels share. 3. Or round their Father's throne above,

With raptured voice, His praise they sing, Or on His messages of love

They journey with unwearied wing. 4. Space can not check, thought can not bound,

The high exulting souls, whom He,
Who formed these million worlds around,

Takes to His own eternity.
5. Then weep no more-their voices raise

The song of triumph high to God,
And wouldst thou join their song of praise,

Walk humbly in the path they trod.

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1. Why should we start, and fear to die?

What timorous worms we mortals are !
Death is the gate of endless joy,

And yet we dread to enter there.

2. The pains, the groans, and dying strife,

Fright our approaching souls away ;
We still shrink back again to life,

Fond of our prison and our clay.
3. O, if my Lord would come and meet,

My soul should stretch her wings in haste, Fly, fearless, through death’s iron gate,

Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 4. Jesus can make a dying bed

Feel soft as downy pillows are,
While on His breast I lean my head,

And breathe my life out sweetly there.

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WATTS.

1085.

L. M.

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1. The great archangel's trump shall sound, While twice ten thousand thunders roar,

the graves and cleave the ground,
And make the greedy sea restore.
2. The greedy sea shall yield her dead,

The earth no more her slain conceal;
Sinners shall lift their guilty head,

And shrink to see a yawning hell. 3. But we who now our Lord confess,

And faithful to the end endure,
Shall stand in Jesus' righteousness,

Stand, as the Rock of Ages, sure.
4. We, while the stars from heaven shall fall,

And mountains are on mountains hurled
Shall stand unmoved amid them all,

And smile to see a burning world; 5. The earth and all the ks therein

Dissolve, by raging flames destroyed;
While we survey the awful scene,

And mount above the fiery void.

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