He beheld the world undone,
Loved mankind, and gave his Son.
Sing the Son's unfading love;-
Jesus left the realms above;
Took our nature, took our place;
Lived and died to save our race.
Sweet the place, divinely sweet!
Where the saints in glory meet;
Where the Lord is all the theme;
Where all saints delight in him.
366. P. M. 6's & 8's.
ZION, thrice happy place!
Adorned with wondrous grace,
And walls of peace embrace thee round; In thee our tribes appear,
To pray, and praise, and hear
The sacred gospel's joyful sound.
May peace attend thy gate,
And joy within thee wait,
To bless the soul of every guest:
The man who seeks thy peace,
And wishes thine increase,
A thousand blessings on him rest.
CHURCH TRIUMPHANT ON EARTH.
JESUS shall reign where'er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom spread from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Blessings abound where'er he reigns;
The joyful prisoner bursts his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.
Let every creature rise and bring
All grateful honours to our King;
Angels descend with songs again;
And earth repeat the loud Amen !
368.
BEHOLD! the mountain of the Lord
In latter days shall rise,
On mountain tops, above the hills,
And draw the wondering eyes.
To this, the joyful nations round,
All tribes and tongues shall flow;
Up to the hill of God, they'll say,
And to his house we'll go.
The beain that shines from Zion's hill,
Shall 'lighten every land;
The King who reigns in Salem's towers
Shall all the world command.
Among the nations he shall judge,
His judgments truth shall guide;
His sceptre shall protect the just,
And quell the sinner's pride.
No strife shall rage, nor hostile feuds
Disturb those peaceful years;
To ploughshares men shall beat their swords,
To pruning-hooks their spears.
No longer hosts, encountering hosts,
Shall crowds of slain deplore;
They'll hang the trumpet in the hall,
And study war no more.
Come, then, O house of Jacob! come
To worship at his shrine;
And walking in the light of God,
With holy beauties shine.
369.
JESUS, immortal King, go on;
The glorious day will soon be won; Thine enemies before thee flee,
And leave a conquered world to thee.
By thee we're taught in hope to pray
Thy kingdom come;"-th' eternal day. As angels do before thy throne,
So "Let thy will on earth be done."
Then shall contending nations rest;
For love shall reign in every breast;
Weapons for war designed shall cease;
Or change to implements of peace.
Hark! how the hosts triumphant sing,-
"The Lord omnipotent is King!"
We then shall rise and join the song;
"Earth's utmost ends to Christ belong!"
SONGS of praise awoke the morn,
When the Prince of Peace was born; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity.
Heaven and earth must pass away;
Songs of praise shall crown that day;
God will make new heav'ns and earth,
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
And shall man alone be dumb,
Till that glorious kingdom come?
No:-the Church delights to raise,
Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.
Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Singing here, with faith and love,
Songs of praise, like those above.
Borne upon the latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise our powers employ.
YES! we trust, the day is breaking;
Joyful times are near at hand:
God, the mighty God, is speaking,
By his word, in every land:
Light is shining;
Darkness flies at his command.
While the foe becomes more daring,
While he enters like a flood,
Christ, our Saviour, is preparing,
Means to spread his truth abroad :
Every language
Soon shall speak the love of God.
O'tis pleasing,'tis reviving,
To our hearts, to hear each day,
Joyful news from far arriving,
How the gospel wins its way;
Those enlightening,
Who in death and darkness lay.
God of Jacob!-high and glorious,
Kindly hold thy people's hand!
That thy gospel may, victorious,
Bless mankind in every land;
Then shall Zion
High in every nation stand.
LO! what a glorious sight appears
To our admiring eyes!
The former seas have passed away,
The former earth and skies.
From heaven the New Jerus'lem comes,
All worthy of its Lord:
See all things now at length renewed,
And Paradise restored.
The God of glory, down to men
Removes his blest abode ;
To dwell with men; his people they,
And he his people's God.
His gracious hand shall wipe the tears
From every weeping eye;
And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears,
And death itself shall die.
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