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rnp 2 Pris'ners of hope, in gloom |

> And silence, left to die! \

< With Christ's unfolding tomb, \ mf Your portals open fly: [

Eise with your Lord—he sets you free; *

It is the year of jubilee.
—- 3 Ye, who yourselves have sold

For debts to justice due,
Ransomed—but not with gold!

He gave himself for you:

< The blood of Christ hath made you free;
/ It is the year of jubilee.
— 4 Captives of sin and shame!

O'er earth and ocean, hear
mf An angel's voice proclaim
/' The Lord's accepted year:

. Let Jacob rise—be Israel free;
It is the year of jubilee.

j-rjA HYM 574, L. M.

t) 4 4ib The Reign of Christ established.

f 1 CHOUT,—for the great Redeemer reigns,

O Through distant lands his triumphs spread; Sinners, now freed from Satan's chains, Own him their Saviour and their Head. 2 Oh 1 may his conquests still increase; Let every foe his power subdue; "While angels celebrate his praise, Saints shall his rising glories show. ff 3 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb,

From all below and all above;

In lofty songs, exalt his name,—

In songs as lasting as his love,

HYMN 575, 7s. «

The Reign of Christ.

f" 1 WAKE the song of jubilee,
'' Let it echo o'er the sea!
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 V

3 Now the desert lands rejoice,
And the islands join their voice;
Yea, the whole creation sings,—
"Jesus is the King of kings 1"

p:rf& HYMN 576, 7s.

fj t O The triumphant Reign of Christ.

f" 1 CEE the ransomed millions stand,—
O Palms of conquest in their hands I
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 1"

I f Jesus! whom all worlds adore,

Gome,—:and reign for evermore.

MOKNING.

xrjrt HYMN 577, 7s.

K) I I Morning.

mp 1 TN this calm impressive hour,

< i- Let my prayer ascend on high;
mf God of mei'cy! God of power!

Hear, me, when to thee I cry:
Hear me from thy lofty throne,
For the sake of Christ, thy Son.

< 2 With the morning's early ray,

> While the shades of night depart,

< Let thy beams of light convey

f Joy and gladness to my heart;

— Now o'er all my steps preside,

And for all my wants provide.

f 3 Oh I what joy that word affords,—

"Thou shalt reign o'er all the earth; King of kings, and Lord of lords! Send thy gospel heralds forth: ff 2sTow begin thy boundless sway,

Usher in the glorious day.

HYMN 578, S. M.

Prayer for spiritual Light,

578

mf 1 "WE lift our hearts to thee,

M Thou Day Star from on high!
. The sun itself is but thy shade,
Yet cheers both earth and sky.

< 2 Oh! let thy rising beams

> Dispel the shades of night;

< And let the glories of thy love
/ Come, like the morning light.

— 3 How beauteous nature now!
p How dark and sad before!—
mf With joy we view the pleasing change,

And nature's God adore.

— 4 May we this life improve,
p To mourn for errors past; ,

— And live, this short revolving day,

As if it were our last.

HYMN 579, 7s.

Morning Thanks.

m 1 THOU that dost my life prolong!

i- Kindly aid my morning song;

Thankful, from my couch T rise,

To the God that rules the skies.
2 Thou didst hear my evening cry;

Thy preserving hand was nigh; mp Peaceful slumbers thou hast shed,

> Grateful to my weary head.

— 3 Thou hast kept me through the night,—

'T was thy hand restored the light; Lord! thy mercies still are new, Plenteous, as the morning dew. mp 4 Still my feet are prone to stray,— Oh! preserve me through the day; Dangers every where abound, i

Sins and snares beset me round. * *

mp 5 Gently, with the dawning ray,

< On my soul, thy beams display; — Sweeter than the smiling morn,

< Let thy cheering light return.

580

HYMH 580, S. M.
Morning Prayer Meeting.

m 1 ITOW sweet the melting lay,
-tl That breaks upon the ear,
"When, at the hour of rising day,
Christians unite in prayer!

mp 2 The breezes waft their cries, Up to Jehovah's throne;

— He listens to their bursting sighs,

And sends his blessings down.

3 So Jesus rose to pray,

Before the morning light; mp Once on the chilling mount did stay, And wrestle all the night.

/ 4 Glory to God on high,

"Who sends his blessings down, > To rescue souls condemned to die,

— And make his people one.

jTQ-t HYMH581, S. H.

t/Ol Morning Meditations.

f 1 A "WAKE, my drowsy soul!
•A These airy visions chase;
Awake, my active powers renewed!
To run the heavenly race.

2 See—how the rising sun

Pursues his shining way;
And wide proclaims his Maker's praise,
"With every brightening ray!

3 Thus would my rising soul

Her heavenly Parent sing;
And to her great Original
\ — Her humble tribute bring.

4 Serene, I laid me down
Beneath his guardian care;

I slept, and woke; and still I found
My kind Preserver near.

mp 5 Dear Saviour! to thy cross,

I bring my sacrifice; < Tinged with thy blood, it shall ascend,

mf With fragrance to the skies.

HYMN 582, C. M.

A Morning Song.

582

mf 1 ANOE more, my soul! the rising day
v/ Salutes thy waking eyes;
Once more, my voice! thy tribute pay
To him who rules the skies.

2 Night unto night his name repeats,
The day renews the sound ;—
f Wide as the heaven, on which he sits

— To turn the seasons round.

> 3 'T is he supports my mortal frame,—

— My tongue shall speak his praise;

< My sins would rouse his wrath to flame,

— And yet his wrath delays.

mp 4 A thousand wretched souls are fled, Since the last setting sun;

— And yet he lengthens out my thread,—

And yet my moments run.

5 Great God! let all my hours be thine,
Whilst I enjoy the light;

> Then shall my sun in smiles decline,
p And bring a peaceful night.

PZQO H*MN583, L. M.

tsCjfJ Morning Gratitude.

p 1 T1ST sleep's serene oblivion laid,

1 I safely passed the silent night;

mf Again I see the breaking shade,—

I drink again the morning li'ght.

2 New born, I bless the waking hour,
Once more, with awe, rejoice to be;

< My conscious soul resumes her power,

f And springs, my guardian God! to thee.

— 3 Oh! guide me through the various maze,

My doubtful feet may this day tread;

< And spread thy shield's protecting blaze,

— Where dangers press around my head.