CCLXXII. Psalm 1xxii. JESUS shall reign, where'er the sun To Him shall endless pray'r be made; His name, like perfume sweet, shall rise People and realms of ev'ry tongue Blessings abound where'er he reigns; Where He displays his healing pow'r, Death and the curse are known no more; In Him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings than their father lost. Let ev'ry creature rise and bring CCLXXIII. 'The night is far spent, the day is at hand." Rom. xiii. 12. Tue night is now far spent, The day comes on apace; The veil will soon be rent, That hides the Saviour's face. The clouds that now obstruct our sight, Will all be quickly put to flight. Ye saints lift up your heads, Though men our hope deride, Nor will themselves believe; But not to us be glory given, CCLXXIV. "Who is this that cometh from Edom."-Is. lxii. 1. "WHO is this that comes from Edom," 'Tis the Saviour, now victorious, Why that blood his raiment staining, Mighty victor reign for ever, Cease to sing what thou hast done; Thou hast fought thy people's foes, Thou wilt heal thy people's woes. CCLXXV. Rev. xi. 15. Lo! it comes, that day of wonder, Loudest chorals shake the skies : Hades' gates are burst asunderSee the new-cloth'd myriads rise! Blessed fold! no foe can enter, Blessed! for the Lamb shall feed us, Thought, repress thy weak endeavour, CCLXXVI. 1 Cor. xv. 52. HARK, 'tis the trumpet's sound, And great the news it brings; And bids the world before him stand. The sound is heard afar, It goes through sea and land; The assembled nations stand. And now he calls his own, He cleansed by his blood; To sit upon his throne, To prove the love of God. With joy they meet him in the clouds, And mix with heaven's exulting crowds. |