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2 Ye saints rejoice; the Saviour reigns!

Let praise your tongues employ; Floods, clap your hands; exult, ye plains,

And shout, ye hills, with joy!

3 No more shall sins and sorrows grow,

Nor thorns o'erspread the ground; He comes to make His blessings flow,

Far as the curse is found.

4 Joy to the world ! the Lord is come!

Let earth receive her King ;
Let every heart prepare Him room,

And all creation sing.

CCXCI.–6, 6, 8, 6.

I SOON righteousness shall come,

And dwell on earth again: Jesus Jehovah be the King,

And o'er the nations reign.

2 Jesus Himself shall rule,

The world shall hear His word; By one bless'd name shall He be known,

The Universal Lord.

CCXCII.-8s.
1 FROM all that dwell below the skies,

Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue.

2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord !

Eternal truth attends Thy Word ;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
'Till suns shall rise and set no more.

CCXCIII.-6, 6, 8, 6. 1 Who trust unto the Lamb,

Whom we in heaven see, Are cleans’d by blood from guilt and shame,

From condemnation free.

2 In counsels deep of old,

The sons of God they were ; And all the lambs of Jesu's fold

Were blest in Jesus there.

3 This union ne'er shall break,

Though earth's strong columns bow; The strong, the tempted, and the weak,

Are one in Jesus now.

4 Then, saints, erect your heads,

You're form'd in Christ anew ; And tho' thro' earth destruction spreads,

No danger reaches you.

5 Should storms of trouble rise,

Or deadly foes assail ;
Your anchor safe on Jesus lies,

Your hope's within the vail.

CCXCIV.--8s.

1 AWAKE, prophetic harp, awake!

Retune thy strings for Jesus' sake;
We sing the Saviour of our race,
The Lamb, our shield and hiding-place.

2 'Tis He, the Lamb, to Him we fly,

While the dread tempest passes by ;
God sees His Well-beloved's face,
And spares us in our hiding-place.

3 Thus, while we dwell in this blest scene,

The Lamb is our unfailing screen;
To Him, though guilty, still we run,
And God still spares us for His Son.

4 While yet we sojourn here below,

Pollutions still our hearts o'erflow;
A fall’n, abject, sentenc'd race,
We deeply need a hiding-place.

5 But pure, immortal, sinless, free,

We, through the Lamb, at length shall be ;
Shall meet the Father face to face,
And need no more a hiding-place.

CCXCV.–10, 10, 11, 11. I Though dark be our way, since God is our

Guide, 'Tis ours to obey; 'tis His to provide: Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The Word He hath spoken shall surely prevail.

2 His love in time past forbids us to think

He'll leave us at last in trouble to sink:
The Lamb in His glory is ever in view,
The pledge and the proof He will help us quite

through.

3 And since all we meet must work for orir

good, The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food;

Though painful at present, 'twill cease before

long, And then, how triumphant the conqueror's

song!

CCXCVI.-6, 6, 8, 6.

1 Our Father! we believe,

And trust Thy firm resolve:
The Son has surely done the work,

That did on Him devolve.

2 His work is all complete-

Salvation is secure:
The merits of His life and death,

Eternally endure.

3 The proof is fix'd in heaven,

High on Thy glorious throne;
For Jesus sits beside Thee now,

Because Thy will is done.

CCXCVII.-8, 8, 6. 1 O Love divine, how sweet Thou art, When shall I find my longing heart

All taken up by Thee?

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