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4 But though from that awful face
Heaven shall fade, and earth shall fly,
605. L. M. BUTCHER. “The redeemed out of every kindred and tongue." 1 From north and south, from east and west,
Advance the myriads of the blest;
And find in heaven a common home. 2 In one immortal throng we view
Pagan and Christian, Greek and Jew;
One only God they now adore. 3 Howe'er divided here below,
One bliss, one spirit now they know; Though some ne'er heard of Jesus' name,
Yet God admits their humble claim. 4. On earth, according to their light,
They aimed to practise what was right;
606. C. M.
Watts. The Redeemed in Heaven. 1 Give me the wings of faith to rise
Within the veil, and see The saints above--how great their joys,
How bright their glories be! 2 Once they were mourners here below,
Their eyes were dim with tears; They wrestled hard, as we would now,
With sins, and doubts and fears.
3 I asked them whence their victory came;
They, with united breath,
Who burst the bands of death. 4 They marked the footsteps which he trod;
His zeal inspired their breast; And following their ascended Lord,
They reached the promised rest.
For his example given;
Show the same path to heaven.
607. C. M.
Your great Deliverer sing;
Be joyful in your King.
How holy, and how plain!
Nor ask the track in vain.
Through all the blissful road, Till to the sacred mount you rise,
And see your smiling God.
Shalĩ bloom on every head,
all are fled.
5 March on in your Redeemer's strength;
Pursue his footsteps still;
While labouring up the hill.
608. 7. M.
This innumerable throng,
2 These through fiery trials trod;
These from great afflictions came;
More than conqu’rors now they stand. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown,
On immortal fruits they feed;
SEASONS OF THE YEAR.
609. C. M. WATTS.
The Seasons of the Year. 1 With songs and honours sounding loud,
Address the Lord on high;
And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessings down
To cheer the plains below; He makes the
the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 His steady counsels change the face
Of the declining year;
And wintry days appear.
Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound. 5 He sends his word, and melts the snow;
The fields no longer mourn :
And bids the spring return.
Obey his mighty word : With songs and honours sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord.
610. L. M. ANONYMOUS. “ Thou crownest the year with thy goodness.” 1 Great God! at whose all-powerful call,
At first arose this beauteous frame; Thou bidst the seasons change, and all
The changing seasons speak thy name. 2 Thy bounty bids the infant year,
From winter storms recovered, rise; When thousand grateful scenes appear,
Fresh opening to our wondering eyes. 3 The new delight, how great, to see
The earth in vernal beauty dressed; While in each herb, and flower, and tree
Thy opening bounty shines confessed ! 4 Aloft, full beaming, reigns the sun,
And light, and genial heat conveys;
From thee derives his quickening rays. 5 Indulgent God! from every part
Thy plenteous blessings largely flow;
God in the Seasons of the Year.
On earth thy glories shine;
Thy skill and power divine:
Are full of thee.