Israel's glorious Sun and Lord,
Our delight and hope adored,
In the midst with us abiding,
Comes, to Sion meekly riding!
Hallelujah! hallelujah !

O arise, thy joy confessing;
Sion, own thy King with blessing:
Him with heart and mouth declare;
Thou His bride His kingdom share :
Yield Thyself for an oblation;
Sing, O sing, with exultation,
Hallelujah! hallelujah!

32.

TUNE 164,-" Der vom."

BEHOLD the great the boundless love,
The Father hath bestowed;
The wondrous grace that from above
On guilty man hath flowèd!

His Son, His only Son descends
To bring to us salvation:

He unto death His foes befriends :
Himself our expiation.

For this He lays His glory by ;

For this our flesh He taketh : That we may live with Him on high, His grave with us He maketh!

Now, Lord, descend; our hearts would be
Henceforth Thy habitation.

We give ourselves, our all to Thee:
Lord, own our poor oblation.

TUNE 252.-" Macht hoch."

HOSANNA! bless the Saviour's name;
Our meek and lowly King proclaim :
He brings salvation: praise our King;
To Him your adoration bring.
O worship Him, the Prince of Peace:
For ever shall His praise increase.
Praise Him, the King of kings,
Who your redemption brings.

Yet not with outward pomp He reigns :
Our hearts to make His home He deigns.
He rules in mercy, truth and grace;
From wrath He is our hiding-place:
A brother's love is in His heart;
We in that love may have a part.
Praise Him, the King of kings,
Who your redemption brings.

Come, Lord; our hearts for Thee prepare,
That in Thy kingdom we may share.
Make us like Thee in holiness,

And with Thy peace our spirits bless.
Now all within subdue to Thee,

That we with joy Thy face may see,
When Thou, of kings the King,
Shalt full salvation bring.

34.

TUNE 302. Trau auf.”

OH what grace the Father showeth !
He on us His Son bestoweth !

Lo! the Son our nature taketh :

To our help His strength awaketh.

Willingly our griefs He shareth!
Willingly our sins He beareth!
Every ill our nature feeleth,
He, our good Physician, healeth.
Sin and death His death subdueth:
He the dead to life reneweth,
All that Adam lost regaining,
Death for Him-for us sustaining.
Holy Lord, whose incarnation
Brought to our lost world salvation,
Be in all our hearts enthroned,
Thou who hast for all atonèd.

35.

TUNE 243.-" Lasset;" or, TUNE 13.
O SONS of men, your spirits
With earnest heed prepare:
To hail th' Almighty Saviour,
O sinners, be your care.
He who of grace alone,
Our life and light was given,
The promised Lord from heaven,
Unto our world is shown.
Prepare the way before Him;
Prepare for Him the best.
Cast out whate'er offendeth

This great, this heavenly Guest.
Make straight, make plain the way:

The lowly valleys raising,

The heights of pride abasing,

His path all even lay.

The humble heart and lowly
God lifteth up on high:
Beneath His feet in anguish
The haughty soul shall lie.

The Lord doth come to those
Who, still in truth proceeding,
To God's own gracious leading
Their willing hearts dispose.
36.

TUNE 55.-" Ich dank;" or, TUNE 108.

OH how shall I receive Thee: how meet Thee on Thy way?

Blest hope of every nation; my soul's delight and stay!

O Jesu! Jesu! give me, now by Thy own pure light,

To know whate'er is pleasing, and welcome in Thy sight.

Thy Sion palms is strewing, and branches fresh and fair;

My heart to praise awaking, her anthem shall prepare.

Perpetual thanks and praises, forth from my heart shall spring ;

I to Thy name the service of all my powers will bring.

O ye who sorrow, sinking beneath your grief and pain,

Rejoice in His appearing who shall your souls sustain :

He comes, He comes with gladness: how great is His good-will!

He comes; all grief and anguish shall at His word be still.

Ye who with guilty terror are trembling, fear

no more:

With love and grace the Saviour shall you to hope restore.

He comes: He comes, who sinners shall with the children place,

The children of His Father, the heirs of life and grace!

He comes! the Lord to judgment! His foes His wrath shall feel:

To those who love and seek Him, that day will grace reveal.

Descend, descend, O Saviour! and gather us to Thee,

That in the light eternal our joyous home may be.

37.

TUNE 347.-" Dies iræ."

LO! the day of wrath awaketh!
Long foretold, the world it shaketh,
Whilst o'er all in flame it breaketh.
Oh what fear the guilty rendeth,
Whilst the Judge to earth descendeth!
Searching light His path attendeth.
Hark, what wondrous sound appalleth!
To the tomb the trumpet calleth :
Man before his Maker falleth.
Death before His coming flieth ;
Nature all o'erwhelmèd crieth,
Whilst the sinner helpless lieth.
Now the Judge that book unsealeth
Which to all their doom revealeth :
Lo! to this the Judge appealeth.
See the judgment throne preparèd,-
All our deeds in light declared :
Sin may be no longer spared.