487 Let the righteous be glad: let them rejoice before God, yea, let them exceedingly rejoice. Ps. lxviii: 3. I Rejoice, ye pure in heart! Of Jesus, God and King! 2 Bright youth, and snow-crowned age, Strong men and maidens meek: Raise high your free, exulting song! God's wondrous praises speak! 3 With all the angel choirs, With all the saints on earth, Pour out the strains of joy and True rapture, noblest mirth! 488 Beautiful for situation, the joy of the whole earth, is Mount Zion I With gladsome feet we press The joy of every saint! 2 Great City, blest of God! With ceaseless step the path betrod, Ps xlviii: 2. 3 Lord, while Thy courts we tread, Guide Thou,our thoughts aright! The saints, with wounded breast, Alike have sought thy golden seat, To win their rest. May evil never lift its head To shame the light! Each heart from taint be free, 4 So this our festal day Celestial joy shall raise, To hymn Thy praise. Resound each holy wall, With Thee, Thyself the Rock, the Our Heaven, our All! 489 One is your Master, even Christ; and all ye are brethren. Matt. xxiii: 8. A-MEN. to I Thro' the night of doubt and sorrow Onward goes the pilgrim band, Singing songs of expectation, Marching to the promised land. Clear before us through the darkness Gleams and burns the guiding light. Brother clasps the hand of brother, 2 One, the light of God's own presence, O'er His ransomed people shed, Chasing far the gloom and terror, Brightening all the path we tread: 3 One, the object of our journey, One, the faith which never tires, One, the earnest looking forward, One, the hope our God inspires. One, the strain the lips of thousands Lift as from the heart of one; One the conflict, one the peril, One, the march in God begun : One, the gladness of rejoicing On the far eternal shore, Where the One Almighty Father Reigns in love for evermore. A-MEN. 490 He took them up in his arms, put his hands upon them and blessed them. Mark x: 16. I I think when I read that sweet story of old, How He called little children as lambs to His fold, I should like to have been with them then. 2 I wish that His hands had been placed on my head, And that I might have seen His kind look when He said, 3 Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go, And if I thus earnestly seek Him below, 4 In that beautiful place He has gone to prepare And many dear children shall be with Him there, |