4 0 may Thy mighty love prevail
Our sinful souls to spare!
O may we come before Thy throne,
And find acceptance there!
5 O Christ, be Thou our present joy,
Our future great reward!
Our only glory may it be
To glory in the Lord!
EYOND the glittering, starry skies,
Far as the eternal hills,
Yon heaven of heavens, with peerless light
Our great Redeemer fills.
2 Legions of angels, strong and fair,
In countless armies shine;
At His right hand, with golden harps
They offer songs divine.
3 And whilst He stooped on earth to dwell, And suffered rude disdain,
They cast their honours at His feet,
And waited in His train.
4 Through all His travels here below
They did His steps attend;
Oft wondering how and where at last
This scene of love would end.
5 As on the torturing cross He hung,
And darkness veiled the sky,
Amazed, they saw that awful sight,
The Lord of glory die.
6 They saw Him break the bars of death,
Which none e'er broke before,
And rise in conquering majesty,
To stoop to death no more,
7 They brought His chariot from above,
To bear Him to His throne;
Spread their triumphant wings, and sang,
"The glorious work is done!"
With a triumphant noise:
The clarions of the sky
Proclaim the angelic joys:
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing;
Glory ascribe to glory's King.
For us He reigns above:
Let all the nations know
Our Jesus' conquering love:
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing;
Glory ascribe to glory's King.
3 All power to our great Lord
Is by the Father given ;
By angel-hosts adored,
He reigns supreme in heaven :
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing;
Glory ascribe to glory's King.
High on His holy seat,
He bears the righteous sway:
His foes beneath His feet
Shall sink and die away:
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing;
Glory ascribe to glory's King.
His foes and ours are one,
Satan, the world, and sin;
But He shall tread them down,
And bring His kingdom in:
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing;
Glory ascribe to glory's King.
6 Till all the earth, renewed
In righteousness divine,
With all the hosts of God
In one great chorus join:
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing;
Glory ascribe to glory's King.
ARK! the cry, "Behold, He cometh!"
Hark! the cry, "The Bridegroom's
These are accents falling sweetly
On the ransomed sinner's ear.
2 Man may disbelieve the tidings,
Or in anger turn away;
"Tis foretold there shall be scoffers
Rising in the latter day.
3 But He'll come, the Lord from heaven,
Not to suffer or to die;
But to take His waiting people
To their glorious rest on high.
4 Happy they who stand expecting
Christ, the Saviour, to appear:
Sad for those who do not love Him,
Those who do not wish Him here.
5 But in mercy still He lingers,
Lengthening out the day of grace;
Till He comes, inviting sinners
To His welcome, fond embrace.
HE Lord shall come! the earth shall quake;
The mountains to their centre shake;
And, withering from the vault of night,
The stars shall pale their feeble light.
2 The Lord shall come! but not the same
As once in lowliness He came;
A silent lamb before His foes,
A weary man, and full of woes.
3 The Lord shall come! a dreadful form
With rainbow wreath and robes of storm;
On cherub wings, and wings of wind,
Appointed Judge of all mankind.
4 Can this be He, who wont to stray
A pilgrim on the world's highway,
Oppressed by power, and mocked by pride,
The Nazarene-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!"
HARK to the trumpet, lo! it breaks
The sleep of ages now;
And lo! the light of glory shines
On many an aching brow.
2 Changed in a moment unto life,
The quick, the dead arise;
Responsive to the angel's voice,
That calls us to the skies.
3 O Lord, the bright and blessèd hope That cheered us through the past, Of full, eternal rest in Thee,
Is all fulfilled at last.
4 Praise, endless praise, alone becomes
This bright and blessed place;
Where every eye beholds unveiled
Thy mysteries of grace.
5 All conflict past, O Lord, 'tis ours,
Through everlasting days
To sing the song of victory,
And only live to praise.
O! He comes, with clouds descending,
Once for favoured sinners slain :
Thousand thousand saints attending
Swell the triumph of His train:
Hallelujah!
Jesus comes, and comes to reign.
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