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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.
For debts to justice due,
He gave himself for you:
< The blood of Christ hath made you free;
O'er earth and ocean, hear
. Let Jacob rise—be Israel free;
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,
3 Now the desert lands rejoice,
p:rf& HYMN 576, 7s.
fj t O The triumphant Reign of Christ.
f" 1 CEE the ransomed millions stand,—
2 "Blessing, honor, glory,-might,
3 Hasten, Lord! the promised hour;
— 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.
xrjrt HYMN 577, 7s.
K) I I Morning.
mp 1 TN this calm impressive hour,
< i- Let my prayer ascend on high;
Hear, me, when to thee I cry:
< 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,
mf 1 "WE lift our hearts to thee,
M Thou Day Star from on high!
< 2 Oh! let thy rising beams
> Dispel the shades of night;
< And let the glories of thy love
— 3 How beauteous nature now!
And nature's God adore.
— 4 May we this life improve,
— And live, this short revolving day,
As if it were our last.
HYMN 579, 7s.
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.
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.
HYMH 580, S. M.
m 1 ITOW sweet the melting lay,
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!
2 See—how the rising sun
Pursues his shining way;
3 Thus would my rising soul
Her heavenly Parent sing;
4 Serene, I laid me down
I slept, and woke; and still I found
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.
mf 1 ANOE more, my soul! the rising day
2 Night unto night his name repeats,
— 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,
> Then shall my sun in smiles decline,
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,
< 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.