When He had cleans'd our stains,
He took His seat above.
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice again I say, rejoice.
3 Rejoice in glorious hope;
Jesus the Judge shall come,
And take His servants up
To their eternal home.
We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice, The trump of God shall sound-Rejoice! 185 OH, for a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free,
A heart that's sprinkled with the blood
So freely shed for me;
2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek,
My dear Redeemer's throne,
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone;
3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean,
Which neither life nor death can part
From Him that dwells within;
4 A heart in every thought renewed,
And filled with love divine,
Perfect and right, and pure and good--
A copy, Lord, of Thine.
186 GLORY to God! with joyful adoration ; Sing praises, sing praises; His power proclaim;
Praise we the Lord, the strength of our salvation;
And, worshipping before Him, adore His
2 Praise Him for mercies; blessings ever
His love, which redeemed us from death, make known
Praiso Him in life, with holy rapture glowing; Then worship Him with angels before His throne.
HARK! the song of Jubilee,
Loud as mighty thunders roar,
Or the fulness of the sea,
When it breaks upon the shore.
Hallelujah! for the Lord
God omnipotent shall reign;
Hallelujah! let the word
Echo round the earth and main.
2 Hallelujah! hark! the sound
From the centre to the skies,
Wakes above, beneath, around,
All creation's harmonies.
See Jehovah's banner furled,
Sheathed His sword; He speaks,
'tis done;
And the kingdom of this world
Is the kingdom of His Son.
3 He shall reign from pole to pole,
With illimitable sway;
He shall reign, when like a scroll
Yonder heavens have 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.
188 COME let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne;
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.
2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry,
To be exalted thus;
Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply,
For He was slain for us.
3 Jesus is worthy to receive
Honour and power divine;
And blessings more than we can give
Be, Lord, for ever Thine.
4 Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air and earth and seas,
Conspire to lift Thy glories high,
And speak Thine endless praise.
189 THE spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining flame,
Their great Original proclaim.
The unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator's power display,
And publishes to every land,
The work of an Almighty hand.
2 Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth.
While all the stars that round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.
3 What though, in solemn silence, all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball;
What though no real voice nor sound
Amid their radiant orbs be found;
In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice;
For ever singing as they shine-
"The hand that made us is divine."
190 THE God of Abrah'm praise,
Who reigns enthron'd above;
Ancient of everlasting days,
And God of love:
Jehovah, great I am,
By earth and heav'n confess'd
I bow and bless the sacred name,
For ever blest.
2 The God of Abrah'm praise,
At whose supreme command
From earth I rise, and seek the joys
At His right hand:
I all on earth forsake,
Its wisdom, fame, and pow'r,
And Him my only portion make,
My shield and tow'r.
3 The God of Abrah'm praise,
Whose all sufficient grace
Shall safely lead me all my days,
In wisdom's ways:
He deigns to call me-friend!
He deigns to be my God!
And He will save me to the end,
Through Jesu's blood.
191 WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.
40. 2 O how shall words with equal warmth The gratitude declare,
That glows within my thankful heart
But Thou canst read it there.
3 Unnumbered comforts on my soul,
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived,
From whom those comforts flowed.
4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
That tastes those gifts with joy.
5 Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
And, after death, in distant worlds
The glorious theme renew.
192 O COME loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our Almighty King;
For we our voices high should raise,
When our salvation's Rock we praise.
2 Into His presence let us haste,
To thank Him for His favours past;
To Him address, in joyful songs,
The praise that to His name belongs.
30 let us to His courts repair,
And bow with adoration there:
Down on our knees devoutly all
Before the Lord our Maker fall.
193 MY GOD! the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights;
The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights!
60. 2 In darkest shades, if Thou appear,
My dawning is begun;
Thou art my soul's bright morning star,
And Thou my rising sun.
3 The op'ning heav'ns around me shine,
With beams of sacred bliss,
While Jesus shows His mercy mine,
And whispers-I am His.
4 My soul would leave this heavy clay,
At that transporting word,
Go up, with joy, the shining way,
To see and praise my Lord.
heav'ns declare Thy glory, Lord!
In ev'ry star Thy wisdom shines:
But when our eyes behold Thy word,
We read Thy name in fairer lines.
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