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5. Saw ye not the cloud arise,
Little as a human hand?
Now it spreads along the skies-
Hangs o'er all the thirsty land.
6. Lo! the promise of a shower
Drops already from above;
But the Lord will shortly pour
All the Spirit of His love.

7s.

1. WAKE the song of jubilee,
Let it echo o'er the sea!

C. WESLEY.

Now hath come the promised hour;
Jesus reigns with sovereign power.
2. All ye nations! join and sing-
"Christ, of lords and kings, is King!"
Let it sound from shore to shore-
"Jesus reigns for evermore!"

3. Now the desert land rejoice,
And the islands join their voice;
Yea, the whole creation sings-
"Jesus is the King of kings!"

PRATT'S COLL.

1. HARK! the song of jubilee,

Loud as mighty thunders roar,
Or the fullness of the sea,

When it breaks upon the shore!

2. See, Jehovah's banner furled;

Sheath'd His sword:-He speaks-'t is done!
Now the kingdoms of this world
Are the kingdom of His Son.

3. He shall reign from pole to pole

With supreme, unbounded sway;
He shall reign, when, like a scroll,
Yonder heavens have passed away.

4. Hallelujah! for the Lord
God omnipotent shall reign;
Hallelujah!-let the word

Echo round the earth and main.
5. Hallelujah! hark! the sound,
From the center to the skies,
Wakes, above, beneath, around,
All creation's harmonies.

MONTGOMERY.

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 for evermore.

7s.

1. Go, ye messengers of God,
Like the beams of morning fly;
Take the wonder-working rod,
Wave the banner-cross on high.

2. Where the lofty minaret

Gleams along the morning skies,
Wave it till the crescent set,

And the "Star of Jacob" rise.

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3. Go to many a tropic isle,
In the bosom of the deep,
Where the skies forever smile,
And th' oppressed forever weep.

4. O'er the negro's night of care

Pour the living light of heaven;
Chase away the fiend despair,
Bid him hope to be forgiven.

5. Where the golden gates of day
Open on the palmy East,
Wide the bleeding cross display,
Spread the Gospel's richest feast.

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6. Bear the tidings round the ball,
soil and sea;
Preach the cross of Christ to all-
Christ, whose love is full and free.

7s.

MARSDEN.

1. LORD! Thou didst arise and say,
To the troubled waters, "Peace!"
And the tempest died away,

Down they sank, the foaming seas;
And a calm and heaving sleep
Spread o'er all the glassy deep;
All the azure lake serenc
Like another heaven was seen!

2. Lord! Thy gracious word repeat
To the billows of the proud;
Quell the tyrant's martial heat;
Quell the fierce and changing crowd;
Then the earth shall find repose
From oppressions and from woes;
And an imaged heaven appear
On our world of darkness here.

MILMAN.

1. SONS of men, behold from far,
Hail the long-expected star!
Star of truth that gilds the night,
And guides bewildered men aright.
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;
Haste, 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. HAIL to the brightness of Zion's glad morning! Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain; Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning, Zion in triumph begins her mild reign.

2. Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning,
Long by the prophets of I-rael foretold;
Hail to the millions from bondage returning,
Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold.

3. Lo! in the desert rich flowers are springing,
Streams ever copious are gliding along;
Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are ringing,
Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song.

4. See, from all lands-from the isles of the ocean, Praise to Jehovah ascending on high;

Fallen are the engines of war and commotion,
Shouts of salvation are rending the sky.

T. HASTINGS.

1. O YE immortal throng

Of angels round the throne,
Join with our feeble song,

To make the Saviour known!
On earth ye

knew

His wondrous grace;

His beauteous face
In heaven ye view.

2. Ye saw the heaven-born Child
In human flesh arrayed,
Benevolent and mild,

While in the manger laid;
And praise to God,
And peace on earth,
For such a birth,
Proclaimed aloud.

3. Ye in the wilderness

Beheld the tempter spoiled,
Well known in every dress,
In every combat foiled;
And joined to crown
The Victor's head,
When Satan fled
Before His frown.

4. Around His sacred tomb
A willing watch ye keep,
Till the blest moment come
To rouse Him from His sleep;
Then rolled the stone,
And all adored,
Your rising Lord,

With joy unknown.

5. When, all arrayed in light,
The shining Conqueror rode,
Ye hailed His rapturous flight
Up to the throne of God;