EMPIRE OF OHRIST. HYMN 204. H. M. H. M. [#] Christ Victorious. The wondrous things foretold behold : Its silver honours pays ; Devotes his brightest days; That happy, glorious day, Shall own thy gentle sway ; Eternal be thy reign ; To wear thy gentle chain : HYMN 205. L. M. L. M. [#] Kingdom of Christ. The known and unknown worlds obey, Display his power, exalt his throne. 2 As rain on meadows newly mown Shall Jesus send his blessings down : Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 3 The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, And deserts blossom at the sight. Dressed in the robes of joy and praise ; HYMN 206. H. M. [#] Empire of Righteousness. And praise his mighty name; And chant his growing fame : He shall forever wield; His foes, before his face, To strength divine shall yield : By sin beguiled, betrayed, And willing subjects made : By liberal things upheld, All hearts with joy be filled ; HYMN 207. C. M. [#] Reign of Christ. Beneath his gentle sway And his commands obey. 2 From sea to sea, from shore shore, All nations shall be blest : He gives his people rest. In each returning spring, And makes creation sing, 4 So Jesus, by his heavenly grace, Descends on man below; In gentle currents flow. Or moon shall cheer the night, By love's resistless might. Shall Zion's King restore, Give boundless blessings more. HYMN 208. L. M. [#] Dominion of Christ. 1 Thus the eternal Father spake To Christ the Son :Ascend, and sit At my right hand till I shall make Thy foes submissive at thy feet. Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, And bow their wills to thy command. 3 That day shall show thy power is great, When saints shall flock with willing minds, And sinners crowd thy temple gate, Where holiness in beauty shines. 4 O power divine ! O glorious day ! What a large victory shall ensue ! Exceed the drops of morning dew! HYMN 209. L. P. M. [#] Kingdom of Christ. 1 To Christ, the Son, the Father spake : Lo, ask of me, and I will make The heathen to thy sceptre bend; And wide thine empire shall extend. 2 Now Jesus waves his sceptre high, Unfurls his banners in the sky, While loud the gospel trumpets sound : While trophies to the Lord abound. 3 Before him kings and tyrants fall , Detest their crowns, and on him call, And he a pardon freely gives : The world, in sin, was dead before; To life the world he will restore, And in him all the world shall live. 4 O Lord, thy government shall be Extended wide, from sea to sea, And long thy sceptre thou shalt hold; As long as sun or moon shall shine, Thou King of all the earth shalt reign, The mysteries of thy grace unfold. |