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261. 8 & 7s. M. CowPER.

Future Peace and Glory of the Church. 1 Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken:

O my people, faint and few, Comfortless, afflicted, broken,

Fair abodes I build for you: Scenes of heartfelt tribulation

Shall no more perplex your ways; You shall name your walls salvation,

And your gates shall all be praise. 8 There, like streams that feed the garden,

Pleasures without end shall flow; For the Lord, your faith rewarding,

All his bounty shall bestow : Still in undisturbed possession

Peace and righteousness shall reign ; Never shall you feel oppression,

Hear the voice of war again. 3 Ye, no more your suns descending,

Waning moons no more shall see;
But, your griefs forever ending,

Find eternal noon in me :
God shall rise, and, shining o'er you,

Change to day the gloom of night;
He, the Lord, shall be your glory,

God your everlasting light.



H. M. DODDRIDGE. Efficacy and Success of the Gospel. 1 MARK the soft-falling snow,

And the diffusive rain !
To heaven, from whence it fell,
It turns not back again;

But waters earth
Through every pore,
And calls forth all
Her secret store.

2 Arrayed in beauteous green,

The hills and valleys shine,
And man and beast are fed
By providence divine :

The harvest bows
Its golden ears,
The copious seed

Of future years. 3 “So," saith the God of grace,

My gospel shall descend,
Almighty to effect
The purpose I intend;

Millions of souls
Shall feel its power,
And bear it down
To millions more."


263. 75. M. 61. SPIRIT OF THE PSALMS.

Future Glory of the Church. Ps. 67. 1 On thy church, O Power Divine,

Cause thy glorious face to shine;
Till the nations from afar
Hail her as their guiding star;
Till her sons from zone to zone

Make thy great salvation known.
2 Then shall God, with lavish hand,

Scatter blessings o'er the land;
Earth shall yield her rich increase,
Every breeze shall whisper peace,
And the world's remotest bound
With the voice of praise resound.

name, his


God the Defence of his Church. Ps. 76. 1 The God of Israel is our Lord, Great is his

power divine; In Christian temples now adored,

As once in Judah's holy shrine. 2 The Lord, who brake the Assyrian bow,

And horse and rider overthrew,
Still watches o’er his church below,

And still will all her foes subdue. 3 That voice which bids the waves be still,

Can calm the wilder rage of man;
Or make the blind and wayward will
Subservient to his gracious plan.


265. L. M. Warts.

God the Glory and Defence of Zion.
1 HAPPY the church; thou sacred place,

The seat of thy Creator's grace,
Thy holy courts are his abode,

Thou earthly palace of our God. 2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates

A guard of heavenly warriors waits;
Nor shall thy deep foundations move,

Fixed on his counsels and his love. 3 Thy foes in vain designs engage,

Against his throne in vain they rage;
Like rising waves with angry roar

That dash and die upon the shore.
4 God is our shield, and God our sun:

Swift as the fleeting moments run,
On us he sheds new beams of

grace, And we reflect his brightest praise.


The Way to the Heavenly City.
1 SING, ye redeemed of the Lord,

Your great deliverer sing;
Pilgrims, for Zion's city bound,

Be joyful in your King. 2 See the fair way his hand hath raised,

How holy and how plain!
Nor shall the simplest travellers err,

Nor ask the track in vain.

3 No ravening lion shall destroy,

Nor lurking serpent wound; Pleasure and safety, peace and praise,

Through all the path are found. 4 A hand divine shall lead you on,

Through all the blissful road, Till to the sacred mount you rise,

And see your Father, God. 5 There, garlands of immortal joy

Shall bloom on every head; While sorrow, sighing, and distress,

Like shadows all are fled. 6 March on in your Redeemer's strength,

Pursue his footsteps still;
And let the prospect cheer your eye,

While laboring up the hill.


Singing the Song of the Redeemed.
1 Sing we the song of those who stand

Around the eternal throne,
Of every kindred, clime and land,

A multitude unknown.
2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here;

To-day the young, the old,
Our Saviour and his flock appear

One Shepherd and one fold. 3 Toil, trial, suffering still await

On earth the pilgrim's throng,
Yet learn we in our low estate

The church triumphant's song.

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