1 SEE how great a flame aspires,
Kindled by a spark of grace!
Jesus' love the nations fires,
Sets the kingdoms on a blaze.
To bring fire on earth he came :
Kindled in some hearts it is:
O that all might catch the flame,
All partake the glorious bliss!
2 When he first the work begun,
Small and feeble was his day:
Now the word doth swiftly run,
Now it wins its widening way:
More and more it spreads and grows,
Ever mighty to prevail;
Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows,
Shakes the trembling gates of hell.
3 Saw ye not the cloud arise,
Little as a human hand?
Now it spreads along the skies,
Hangs o'er all the thirsty land.
Lo! the promise of a shower
Drops already from above!
Haste, O Lord, and quickly pour
All the spirit of thy love.
1 SALVATION! O the joyful sound!
'Tis pleasure to our ears;
A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.
2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At death's dark door we lay;
But we arise, by grace divine,
To see a heavenly day.
3 Salvation! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
1 GREAT God, whose universal sway
The known and unknown worlds obey,
Extend the kingdom of thy Son,
Display his power, exalt his throne.
2 As rain on meadows newly mown,
Shall Jesus send his blessings down:
His grace on fainting souls distils
Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills.
3 The heathen lands, that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
Revive amid his dawning light,
And deserts blossom at the sight.
4 The saints shall flourish in his days,
Dressed in the robes of joy and praise;
Peace, like a river, from his throne,
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.
1 HASTEN, Lord, the glorious time,
When, beneath Messiah's sway,
Every nation, every clime,
Shall the gospel call obey.
2 Princes, kings, his power shall own,
Kindreds, tongues, his name adore;
Sin and darkness overthrown,
Man shall be enslaved no more.
3 Then shall wars and tumults cease,
Then be banished grief and pain;
Lord of All, and Prince of Peace,
Jesus in his love shall reign.
4 Hasten, Lord, the glorious time,
When, beneath Messiah's sway,
Every nation, every clime,
Shall the gospel call obey.
1 0, wнo shall see the glorious day,
When, throned on Zion's brow,
The Lord shall rend the veil away
That hides the nations now!
When earth no more beneath the fear
Of his rebuke shall lie,
When pain shall cease, and every tear
Be wiped from every eye!
2 Then, Judah, thou no more shalt mourn
Beneath the heathen's chain;
Thy days of splendor shall return,
And all be new again.
The font of life shall then be quaffed
In peace by all who come;
wind that blows shall waft Some long-lost wanderer home.
The Gospel Victory.
1 I SING the gospel day,
When Christ shall finish sin,
His wondrous love display,
And every rebel win:
They prostrate fall, and humbly own
That God, alone, is all in all.
2 The Saviour, Christ, must reign
Till all his foes submit,
And, saved by him from pain,
Shall worship at his feet:
Shall prostrate fall, and humbly own
That God, alone, is all in all.
3 Then death itself shall die,
And life triumphant reign;
No more shall sinners sigh
In darkness, guilt, and pain:
Prostrate they fall, and humbly own
That God, alone, is all in all.
1 HARK! the song of jubilee,
Loud as mighty thunders' roar,
Or the fulness of the sea,
When it breaks upon the shore!-
Peace her banner has unfurled;
God the victory has won;
And the kingdoms of this world
Are the kingdoms of his Son.
2 He shall reign from pole to pole
With illimitable sway;
He shall reign when, like a scroll,
Yonder heavens are passed away:
Then the end: Beneath his rod
Man's last enemy shall fall:-
Hallelujah! Christ in God,
God in Christ, is ALL IN ALL.
Who shall abide in thy tabernacle?
1 WHO shall toward thy chosen seat
Turn, O Lord, his favored feet?
Who shall at thine altar bend?
Who shall Zion's hill ascend?
Who, great God, a welcome guest,
On thy holy mountain rest?
2 He whose heart thy love has warmed;
He whose will, to thine conformed,
Bids his life unsullied run;
He whose word and thought are one;
Who, from sin's contagion free,
Lifts his willing soul to thee.
3 He who thus, with heart unstained,
Treads the path by thee ordained,
He shall toward thy chosen seat
Turn, O Lord, his favored feet;
He thy ceaseless care shall prove,
He shall share thy constant love.
In error sunk, thy presence crave,
And nations, held by servile bands,
Implore thee, Father, come and save!
2 Thy kingdom come! Th' afflicted mind
In chains of darkness calls for thee;
For thou hast eyes to give the blind,
And strength to set the bondman free.
3 Our Father! from thy holy throne
Send forth the angel-hymn again,
And be thy glory felt and shown
In peace on earth, good-will to men.
4 O, never in truth's righteous cause
Our hearts be slow, our voices dumb:
Upon the glorious theme we pause,-
And ever pray, Thy kingdom come!
1 THE bird let loose in Eastern skies,
Returning fondly home,
Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies
Where idle warblers roam:
2 But high she shoots through air and light,
Above all low delay ;
Where nothing earthly bounds her flight,
Nor shadow dims her way.
3 So grant me, God, from every snare
Of sinful passion free,
Aloft through faith's serener air
To hold my course to thee:
4 No sin to cloud, no lure to stay
My soul, as home she springs;
Thy sunshine on her joyful way,
Thy freedom on her wings.
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