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ARK! the song of Jubilee,
Loud as mighty thunders roar, Or the fullness of the sea
When it breaks upon the shore. Alleluia ! for the Lord
God Omnipotent shall reign ; Alleluia ! let the word
Echo round the earth and main.
Alleluia ! hark! the sound
From the centre to the skies Wakes above, beneath, around,
All Creation's harmonies. See Jehovah's banners furled,
Sheathed His sword ; He speaks, 'tis done ; And the kingdoms of this world
Are the Kingdom of His Son.
With illimitable sway ;
Yonder heavens have passed away.
Man's last enemy shall fall : Alleluia! Christ in God,
God in Christ, is all in all.
EAD us, heavenly Father, lead us
Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us,
All our weakness Thou dost know :
Lone and dreary,
Faint and weary,
Fill our hearts with heavenly joy,
ESUS calls us ; o'er the tumult
Of our life's tempestuous sea,
Saying, ' Christian, follow Me!'
By the Galilean lake,
Leaving all for His dear sake.
Of the vain world's golden store,
Saying, Christian, love Me more !'
Days of toil and hours of ease,
Christian, love Me more than these!'
Saviour, may we hear Thy call,
Serve and love Thee best of all.
Thy doubting servant chide,
Thy wounded hands and side ;
Grant us, like him, with heartfelt awe
To own Thee God and Lord,
Faith in the Incarnate Word.
And while that wondrous record now
Of unbelief we hear,
In self-distrusting fear :
we may never dare
Who see not, yet believe.
CONVERSION OF SAINT PAUL
137 W 7 HERE shall we find our mightiest saint,
The chosen vessel of the Lord ? The soul to dare and never faint,
The arm to wield the conqueror's sword? Where shall we find the shepherd meek,
With heart aflame at tyrant wrong, Ever the weakest with the weak,
And still the strongest with the strong? We find him where we sought him not,
Chief in the front of Jesus' foes ; There, where the battle rages hot,
Loudest of all his trumpet blows. Love-vanquished prisoner of the Cross !
The love of Christ doth now constrain : For Christ he counts his glories loss,
To live is Christ, to die is gain. O'er land and sea to all mankind
He bears the flag his Master bore, Forgetting still the things behind,
And reaching forth to things before ; No foe to fear, no toil to grudge,
Self-pledged, till death shall strike him down, And He, the Lord, the righteous Judge,
Grant to His saint the martyr crown.