1. Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise In to Thy na- tive skies, Assume Thy right; And
where, in many a fold, The clouds are backward rolled, Pass thro' those gates of gold, And reign in light.
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1. Hark! ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise a - bove; Jesus reigns, and
heaven rejoices; Je-sus reigns, the God of love: See, he sits on yon-der throne;
Jesus rules the world alone. Hal-le-lu - jah, Hal-le-lu - jah, Hal-le-lu-jah, A men.
1. HARK! ten thousand harps and voices
Sound the notes of praise above;
Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices;
Jesus reigns, the God of love:
See He sits on yonder throne;
Jesus rules the world alone.
2. Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens
All above, and gives it worth;
Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens,
Cheers, and charms Thy saints on earth:
When we think of love like Thine,
Lord, we own it love divine.
3. King of glory, reign for ever;
Thine an everlasting crown:
Nothing from Thy love shall sever
Those whom Thou hast made Thine own;
Happy objects of Thy grace,
Destined to behold Thy face.
4. Saviour, hasten Thine appearing;
Bring, O, bring the glorious day,
When, the awful summons hearing,
Heaven and earth shall pass away:
Then, with golden harps, we'll sing,
Glory, glory to our King."
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1. Look, ye saints;-the sight is glorious;See the Man of sorrows now;
From the fight returned victorious,
Every knee to Him shall bow;
Crown Him, crown Him;
Crowns become the Victor's brow.
2. Crown the Saviour, angels, crown Him;.
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
In the seat of power enthrone Him,
While the heavenly concert rings:
Crown Him, crown Him;
Crown the Saviour King of kings.
3. Sinners in derision crowned Him,
Mocking thus the Saviour's claim;
Saints and angels crowd around Him,
Own His title, praise His name:
Crown Him, crown Him;
Spread abroad the Victor's fame.
4. Hark! those bursts of acclamation !
Hark! those loud, triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the highest station;
O, what joy the sight affords!
Crown Him, crown Him,
King of kings, and Lord of lords.
1. HAIL, thou once despised Jesus!
Crowned in mockery a king!
Thou didst suffer to release us;
Thou didst free salvation bring.
Hail, thou agonizing Saviour,
Bearer of our sin and shame!
By Thy merits we find favor;
Life is given through Thy name.
2. Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory,
There for ever to abide;
All the heavenly hosts adore Thee,
Seated at Thy Father's side:
There for sinners Thou art pleading;
There Thou dost our place prepare:
Ever for us interceding,
Till in glory we appear.
3. Worship, honor, power, and blessing
Thou art worthy to receive;
Loudest praises, without ceasing,
Meet it is for us to give.
Help, ye bright angelic spirits;
Bring your sweetest, noblest lays;
Help to sing our Saviour's merits;
Help to chant Immanuel's praise.
1. That day of wrath! that dread-ful day, When heaven and earth shall pass a - way!
What power shall be the sin - ner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day?
2. When, shrivelling like a parched scroll,
The flaming heavens 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 God, the sinner's stay,
Though heaven and earth shall pass away.
1. GOD of eternity, from Thee
Did infant Time its being draw; Moments, and days, and months, and years, Revolve, by Thine unvaried law.
2. Silent and slow, they glide away;
Steady and strong the current flows,
Lost in eternity's wide sea,-
The boundless gulf from whence it rose.
3. With it the thoughtless sons of men Before the rapid stream are borne On to that everlasting home,
Whence not one soul can e'er return.
4. Great Source of wisdom, teach my heart
To know the price of every hour,
That time may bear me on to joys
Beyond its measure and its power.
DODDRIDGE.
1. BEHOLD a Stranger at the door!
He gently knocks, has knocked before;
Has waited long-is waiting still;
You treat no at er friend so ill.
2. Oh! lovely attitude-He stands
With melting heart, and loaded hands:
Oh! matchless kindness-and He shows
This matchless kindness to His foes!
3. But will He prove a friend indeed?
He will the very Friend you need;
The Friend of sinners-yes, 'tis He,
With garments dyed on Calvary.
4. Rise, touched with gratitude divine,
Turn out His enemy and thine.
That soul-destroying monster, sin,-
And let the heavenly Stranger in.
5. Admit Him, ere His anger burn,-
His feet, departed, ne'er return;
Admit Him,-or the hour 's at hand,
You'll at His door rejected stand.
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