2 Since His love and mercy found us,
We are precious in His sight;
Thousands now may fall around us,
Thousands more be put to flight,
But His presence

Keeps us safe by day and night.

3 Lo! our Saviour never slumbers,
Ever watchful is His care;

Though we cannot boast of numbers,
In His strength secure we are.
Sweet their portion,

Who our Saviour's kindness share.

4 As the bird beneath her feathers,
Guards the objects of her care,
So the LORD His children gathers,
Spreads His wings and hides them there:
Thus protected,

All their foes they boldly dare.

LIV. 8, 7.

1 HARK! ten thousand voices crying
"Lamb of God!" with one accord;
Thousand thousand saints replying,
Wake at once th' echoing chord.

2 "Praise the Lamb," the chorus waking,
All in heav'n together throng;
Loud and far each tongue partaking
Rolls around the endless song.

3 Grateful incense this, ascending Ever to the Father's Throne; Ev'ry knee to Jesus bending,

All the mind in heav'n is one.

4 All the Father's counsels claiming
Equal honours to the Son,
All the Son's effulgence beaming,
Makes the Father's glory known.

5 By the Spirit all pervading,

Hosts unnumber'd round the Lamb, Crown'd with light and joy unfading, Hail Him as the great "I AM."

6 Joyful now the new creation Rests in undisturb'd repose, Blest in Jesu's full salvation,

Sorrow now, nor thraldom knows.

7 Hark! the heavenly notes again!

Loudly swells the song of praise; Throughout creation's vault, Amen!

Amen! responsive joy doth raise.

LV.-8, 6.

1 HOSANNA to the King of kings! The great incarnate Word!

Ten thousand songs and glories wait To crown our coming Lord.

2 Thy vict'ries and Thy endless fame Through the wide world shall run ; And everlasting ages sing

The triumphs Thou hast won.

LVI.-6, 6, 8, 6.

1 ARISE, ye saints, arise,

The Lord our leader is:

The foe before His banner flies,
For victory is His.

2 Behold, He leads the way!

We'll follow where He goes,
We cannot fail to win the day
Since He subdues our foes.

3 Lead on, Almighty Lord,

Lead on to victory:

Encourag'd by the bright reward,

With joy we follow Thee.

4 We follow Thee our Guide,

Who didst salvation bring:

We follow Thee, through grace supplied
From heav'n's eternal spring.

LVII.-SECOND PART.

1 We hope to see the day

When toil and strife shall cease;
When we shall cast our arms away,
And dwell in endless peace.

2 This hope supports us here,
It makes our burdens light;
It serves our drooping hearts to cheer
Till faith shall end in sight.

3 Till of the prize possess'd,

We hear of war no more,

And, O sweet thought! for ever rest
On yonder peaceful shore,

LVIII.-78.

1 FAINT not, Christian! though the road

Leading to thy blest abode,

Darksome be, and dangerous too,
Christ, thy guide, will bring thee through.

2 Faint not, Christian! though in rage,
Satan doth thy soul engage;

Take thee Faith's anointed shield,
Bear it to the battle field.

3 Faint not, Christian! though the world Has its hostile flag unfurl'd;

Hold the cross of Jesus fast,
Thou shalt overcome at last.

4 Faint not, Christian! though within, There's a heart so prone to sin:

Christ the Lord is over all,

He'll not suffer thee to fall.

5 Faint not, Christian! though thy God
Smite thee with the chast'ning rod;
Smite He must, with Father's care,
That He may His love declare.

6 Faint not, Christian! Jesu's near;
Soon in glory He'll appear,

And His love will then bestow,
Victory over ev'ry foe.