But oh, what storms await, The Judge decrees their final doom, CCLXXVI. 1 Cor. xv. 54, &c. WHEN at the last trumps glorious sound, When bodies in corruption sown, In incorruption shine; And immortality clothe men, Once mortal, now divine. Then that which heaven-taught Prophets wrote, Accomplished shall be; Christ glorified, for swallowed up Is death in victory. Hence let the church with cheerful voice, O grave where is thy victory now? Thy sting is sin, and conscious guilt The law gives sin its strength and force, But thanks to God, our gracious God, Then steadfast let us still remain, Assured that though we labour now, For by the certain gift of God, CCLXXVIII. Lo! he comes, 'tis Zion's King; Rejoice ye, whom his grace has saved; Let the saints together sing "HOSANNA TO THE SON OF DAVID." Though in lowly guise a King, 66 HOSANNA TO THE SON OF DAVID." Strike, ye saints, a cheerful string, HOSANNA TO THE SON OF DAVID." Heav'ns high arches soon shall ring, While angels join with all the saved; And while both together sing 66 HOSANNA TO THE SON OF DAVID." CCLXXIX. Rev. i. 7. Lo, he comes with clouds descending, Once for favoured sinners slain; Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train : Hallelujah, Jesus soon shall ever reign. Every eye shall then behold him, Those who set at nought and sold Him, See redemption long expected, See the day of God appear. “ Answer thine own bride and spirit," All creation, Travails, groans, and bids Thee come. Yes, Amen, let all adore Thee, Hallelujah, come, Lord, come. CCLXXX. "Therefore will I divide him a portion with the great." Is. liii. 12. JESUS comes, his conflict over, Oh, what honours now await Him, David's throne for Him erected, Then haste, ye saints, your tribute bring, |