That endless ages there may read
The great Emanuel's claim.

6 Lead on, my general; I defy
What earth or hell can do ;

Thy conduct, and this glorious hope,
Shall bear thy soldier through.

CCCLV. God's Covenant unchangeable; or, The Rainbow round about the Throne. Revelation iv. 3. compared with Genesis ix.

13-17.

1 SUPREME of Beings, with delight

Our eyes survey this heavenly sight;
And trace with admiration sweet
The beaming splendors of thy feet.
2 Jasper and sapphire strive in vain
To paint the glories of thy train ;
Thy robes all stream eternal light,
Too powerful for a cherub's sight.
3 Yet round thy throne the rainbow shines,
Fair emblem of thy kind designs;
Bright pledge, that speaks thy covenant sure
Long as thy kingdom shall endure.

4 No more shall deluges of woe

Thy new-created world o'erflow;
Jesus, our Sun, his beams displays,
And gilds the clouds with beauteous rays.
5 No gems so bright, no forms so fair;
Mercy and truth still triumph there:
Thy saints shall bless the peaceful sign,
When stars and suns forget to shine.

6 E'en here, while storms and gloomy shade,
And horrors all the scene o'erspread,
Faith views the throne with piercing eye,
And boasts, the rainbow still is nigh.

CCCLVI. Victory over Satan by the Blood of the Lamb, and the Word of the Testimony of his Servants. Revelation xii. 11,

1 SEE the old dragon from his throne

Sink with enormous ruin down!

Banish'd from heaven, and doom'd to dwell
Deep in the fiery gloom of hell!.

Ye heavens with all your hosts, rejoice;
Ye saints, in consort lend your voice:
Approach your Lord's victorious seat,
And tread the foe beneath your feet.
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3 But whence a conquest so divine
Gain'd by such feeble hands as mine?
Or whence can sinful mortals boast
O'er Satan and his rebel-host ?

4 'Twas from thy blood, thou slaughter'd Lamb,
That all our palms and triumphs came;
Thy cross, thy spear, inflicts the stroke,
By which the monster's head is broke.
5 Thy faithful word our hope maintains
Through all our combat and our pains;
The accents of thy heavenly breath
Thy soldiers bear through wounds and death.
6 Triumphant Lamb, in worlds unknown,
With transport round thy radiant throne,
Thy happy legions, all complete,
Shall lay their laurels at thy feet.

CCCLVII. The Song of Moses and the Lamb. Revelation xv. 3.

1

IS

SRAEL, the tribute bring

To God's victorious name;
The song of Moses sing,
Of Moses and the Lamb:
Improve his lays*;
The theme exceeds,
And nobler deeds
Demand our praise.

2 The prince of hell arose
With impious rage and pride,
And 'midst our numerous foes
Our feeble power defy'd;

"I will o'ertake,
"And I destroy,

"My hand with joy

"Shall force thee back.”

3 Thy hand, Almighty Lord,
Thy trembling Israel saves;
Thine unresisted word

Divides the threatening waves :
o'er ;

Thy hosts pass
The foe o'erthrown
Sinks like a stone

To rise no more.

4 Our triumphs we prepare,
And cheerful anthems raise :

* Songs of praise.

CCCLVIII. The Conquest of Death and Grief by Views of the heavenly

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State. Revelation xxi. 4.

IFT up, ye saints, your weeping eyes,
Suspend your sorrows and your sighs;
Turn all your groans to joyful songs,
Which Jesus dictates to your tongues.

2 Thus saith the Saviour from his throne;
"Behold all former things are gone,
"Past like an anxious dream away,
"Chas'd by the golden beams of day!
3"See, in celestial pomp array'd,
"A new-created world display'd;
"Mark with what light its prospects shine!
"How grand, how various, how divine!
4" There my own gentle hand shall dry
"Each tear from each o'erflowing eye,
"And open wide my friendly breast
"To lull the weary soul to rest.

5"No more shall grief assail your heart,
"No boding fear, no piercing smart;
"For ever there my people dwell
"Beyond the range of death and hell."
6 Vain king of terrors, boast no more
Thine ancient wide-extended power;
Each saint in life with Christ his head
Shall reign, when thou thyself art dead,

CCCLIX. Christ, the Root and Offspring of David, and the Morning
Star. Revelation xxii. 16.

Had drop'd it there
In sad surprise.

5 Around his sacred tomb
A willing watch ye keep;
Till the blest moment come
To rouze him from his sleep:
Then roll'd the stone,
And all ador'd
Your rising Lord

With joy unknown.

6 When all arrayed in light
The shining conqueror rode,
Ye hail'd his rapturous flight
Up to the throne of God;
And wav'd around

Your golden wings,
And struck your strings
Of sweetest sound.

7 The warbling notes pursue,
And louder anthems raise;
While mortals sing with you
Their own Redeemer's praise:
And thou, my heart,
With equal flame,
And joy the same,
Perform thy part.

CCCV. The Stability of the divine Foundation, and its double Inscription. 2 Timothy ii. 19.

1 To thee, Great Architect on high,
Immortal thanks be paid,

Who, to support thy sinking saints,
This firm foundation laid!

2 Fix'd on a rock thy gospel stands,
And braves the rage of hell;
And, while the Saviour's hand protects,
His blood cements it well.

3 Here will I build my final hope;
Here rest my weary soul ;
Majestic shall the fabric rise,
Till glory crown the whole.

4 Deep on my heart, all-gracious Lord,
Engrave its double seal;

Which, while it speaks thy honour'd name,
Its sacred use may tell.

ECCLXI. The Christian rejoicing in the Views of Death and Judgment. Revelation xxii. 20.

BEHOLD I come," the Saviour cries,
"On wings of love I fly:"

"So come, dear Lord," my soul replies,
"And bring salvation nigh."

2 Come, loose these bonds of flesh and sin:
Come, end my pains and cares;
Bear me to thy serene abode
Beyond the clouds and stars.
3 I greet the messengers of death,
By which thou call'st me home;
But doubly greet that joyful hour,
When thou thyself shalt come.

4 Come, plead thy Father's injur'd cause,
And make thy glory shine;

Come, rouse thy servants mouldering dust,
And their whole frame refine.

5 O come amidst the angelic hosts
Their humble name to own;
And bear the full assembly back
To dwell around thy throne.

6 With winged speed, Redeemer dear,
Bring on the illustrious day :
Come, lest our spirits droop and faint
Beneath thy long delay.