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2 When, shriv'lling like a parched scroll, The flaming heav'ns together roll;

When, louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead; 3 O! on that day, that dreadful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be thou, O Christ, the sinner's stay, Though heav'n and earth shall pass away.

HYMN 4.

1 LO, He comes! in clouds descending, Once for guilty sinners slain, Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of His train. Hallelujah!

Jesus comes, and comes to reign.

2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold Him,
Rob'd in dreadful majesty;

Those who set at nought, and sold Him,
Pierc'd, and nail'd Him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,

Shall the true Messiah see.

3 Blest Redemption, long expected,
See! His solemn pomp to share,
All His saints, by men rejected,
Rise to meet Him in the air.
Hallelujah!

See the Son of God is there.

4 Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee
High on Thine eternal throne ;
Saviour! Take the pow'r and glory,
Make Thy righteous sentence known.
O! come quickly,

Claim the kingdoms for thine own.

HYMN 5.

1 JESUS comes by saints attended!
Heaven the dazzling train supplies;
Call the dead, the night is ended,
Bid the sleeping dust arise:
Let the ransom'd

Join the Saviour in the skies.

2 Look ye saints, the sight is glorious,
See, "the man of sorrows now,
From his foes return'd victorious,
Every knee to him shall bow,

Crown him, Crown him;
Crowns become the Victor's brow.

3 While dismay on others seizes,
Go, and share your Master's joy;
Sound the sacred name of Jesus,
Let his praise your tongues employ;
Praise Him, Praise Him,
For those joys which never cloy.

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HYMN 6.

AND will the Judge descend?
And must the dead arise?
And not a single soul escape
His all-discerning eyes?

2 How will my heart endure
The terrors of that day,

When earth and heaven, before his face
Astonish'd shrink away?

3 But ere that trumpet shake

The mansions of the dead,
Hark! from the Gospel's cheering sound
What joyful tidings spread!

4 Ye sinners, seek His grace,

Whose wrath ye cannot bear :
Fly to the shelter of His Cross,
And find salvation there!

HYMN 7.

1 GREAT God! what do I see and hear?
The end of things created!
The Judge of mankind doth appear
On clouds of glory seated.

The trumpet sounds! the graves restore
The dead which they contained before :
Prepare my soul to meet Him.

2 Now sinners, fill'd with guilty fears,
Behold his wrath prevailing:

For they shall rise, and find their tears
And sighs are unavailing:

The day of grace is past and gone :
Trembling they stand before the throne,
All unprepared to meet Him.

3 Great God! what do I see and hear?
The end of things created!
The Judge of mankind doth appear
On clouds of glory seated:
Beneath His cross I view the day,
When heaven and earth shall pass away,
And thus prepare to meet him.

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HYMN 8.

1 HARK! the herald angels sing
Glory to the new-born King,
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconcil'd."
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Join the triumphs of the skies;
With th' angelic host proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem."

2 Veil'd in flesh, the Godhead see;
Hail the incarnate Deity!

Pleas'd as man with men to dwell,
Jesus, our Immanuel.

Lo! He lays His glories by,

Born that man no more may die; Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. 3 Ris'n with healing in His wings, Light and life to all He brings, Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!"

Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Let us then with angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born King!
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconcil'd!"

HYMN 9.

1 COME, thou long expected Jesus,
Born to set thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in Thee.
Israel's Strength and Consolation,
Hope of all the earth Thou art :
Dear Desire of ev'ry nation,
Joy of ev'ry longing heart!

2 Born, thy people to deliver,
Born a Child, and yet a King,
Born to reign in us for ever—
Now thy gracious kingdom bring;
By thine own Eternal Spirit,
Rule in all our hearts alone,
By thine all-sufficient Merit,

Raise us to thy glorious Throne.

HYMN 10.

1 HIGH let us swell our tuneful notes, And join th' angelic throng,

For angels no such love have known,
To awake a cheerful song.

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