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3 One army of the living God,
4 O God, be thou our constant guide!
Future Peace and Glory of the Church.
1 HEAR What God, the Lord, hath spoken: "O my people, faint and few, Comfortless, afflicted, broken,
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Fair abodes I build for you; Scenes of heartfelt tribulation
Shall no more perplex your ways; You shall name your walls salvation, And your gates shall all be praise.
2 "There, like streams that feed the garden,
Peace and righteousness shall reign;
3 "Ye, no more your suns descending, Waning moons no more shall see; But, your griefs for ever ending,
Find eternal noon in me:
God shall rise, and, shining o'er you,
He, the Lord, shall be your glory,
Zion, the City of God.
1 GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken,
He whose word cannot be broken
What can shake thy sure repose?
Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
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4 Who can faint while such a river
Predicted Glory of the Messiah's Kingdom.
1 RISE, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise! Exalt thy towering head, and lift thine eyes! See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day!
2 See a long race thy spacious courts adorn,
3 See barbarous nations at thy gates attend,
4 The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay,
The Good Shepherd and his Flock.
GREEN pastures and clear streams,
2 Secure amidst alarms
From violence or snares,
3 The wounded and the weak
Conflicts and trials done,
The Church founded on a Rock.
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1 O WHERE are kings and empires now Of old that went and came?
But Holy Church is praying yet,
And her foundations strong;
2 For not like kingdoms of the world
Unshaken as eternal hills,
Immovable she stands,
A mountain that shall fill the earth,
The Church victorious.
1 DAUGHTER of Zion, awake from thy sadness; Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more: Bright o'er thy hills dawns the daystar of gladness; Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er.
2 Strong were thy foes; but the arm that subdued them,
And scattered their legions, was mightier far; They fled like the chaff from the scourge that pursued them;
Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war.
3 Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be Shout, for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee The oppressor is vanquished, and Zion,is free
1 O LORD of life, and truth, and grace,
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2 We hail the Church built high o'er all
3 Thy Christ hath reached his heavenly seat
The golden lamps are at his feet,
▲ O may he walk among us here,
Christ the Rock of Ages.
1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
2 Should my tears for ever flow,