Let every moment, as it flies,
Increase thy praise, improve our joys,
Till we are raised to sing thy name,
At the great supper of the Lamb.

Joy in Christ's Reign.

Ss, 7s & 78.

386
HARK! ten thousand harps and voices
Sound the note of praise above:
Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices;
Jesus reigns, the God of love:
See, he sits on yonder throne;
Jesus rules the world alone.

2 King of glory, reign forever!
Thine an everlasting crown:
Nothing from thy love shall sever

Those whom thou hast made thine own:

Happy objects of thy grace,
Destined to behold thy face.

3 Saviour, hasten thine appearing;

Bring, oh, bring the glorious day, When the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away! Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, Glory, glory to our King!"

387 “Shout unto God with the voice of triumph." C. M.

Psalm 47.

1 ARISE, ye people, and adore;

Exulting, strike the chord!

Let all the earth, from shore to shore,
Confess th' almighty Lord.

2 Glad shouts aloud, wide echoing round,
Th' ascending God proclaim;
Th' angelic choir respond the sound,
And shake creation's frame.

3 They sing of death and hell o'erthrown In that triumphant hour;

And God exalts his conqu'ring Son
To his right hand of power.

4 Oh, shout, ye people, and adore;
Exulting strike the chord!

Let all the earth, from shore to shore, Confess th' almighty Lord!

2 His hands the wheels of nature guide
With an unerring skill,

And countless worlds, extended wide,
Obey his sovereign will.

3 While harps unnumbered sound his praise In yonder world above,

His saints on earth admire his ways,
And glory in his love.

4 When troubles, like a burning sun,
Beat heavy on their head,
To this almighty Rock they run,
And find a pleasing shade.

5 How glorious he! how happy they,
In such a glorious Friend!
Whose love secures them all the way,
And crowns them at the end.

389

"That every tongue should confess."
Phil. 2: 5-11.

1 JESUS! exalted far on high,
To whom a name is given
A name surpassing every name,
That's known in earth or heaven!
2 Before thy throne shall every knee
Bow down with one accord;
Before thy throne shall every tongue
Confess that thou art Lord.

3 Jesus! thou, in the form of God,
Didst equal honor claim;
Yet, to redeem our guilty souls,

Didst stoop to death and shame!
4 Oh, may that mind in us be formed,
Which shone so bright in thee—
An humble, meek, and lowly mind,
From pride and envy free!

5 To others we would stoop, and learn To emulate thy love;

So shall we bear thine image here,
And share thy throne above.

390

"Hosanna to the Son of David!"
Matt. 21: 9.

1 HOSANNA! be our cheerful song
To Christ our Saviour King;

His praise, to whom we all belong, Let all unite to sing.

C.M.

C. M.

And hail, with voices, hearts, and hands, The Son of David's name.

1 REJOICE! the Lord is King;
Your Lord and King adore:
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore!

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice!-again I say, rejoice!

2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns,

The God of truth and love; When he had purged our stains,

He took his seat above:

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; Rejoice!-again I say, rejoice!

3 His kingdom cannot fail;

He rules o'er earth and heaven; The keys of death and hell

Are to our Jesus given:

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; Rejoice! again I say, rejoice!

4 Rejoice in glorious hope:

Jesus, the Judge, shall come,
And take his servants up

To their eternal home:

H. M.

1 RISE, crowned with light; great Salem, rise!

Exalt thy head, and lift thine eyes;
See a long race thy courts adorn,
Of sons and daughters yet unborn.
2 See nations at thy gates attend,
And lowly in thy temple bend;
See crowds on every side arise,
Eager to mount above the skies.

3 See heaven its portals wide display,
And pour on thee a flood of day!
Thy day shall shine forever bright,
For God himself shall be thy light.

4 What though the skies in smoke decay,
Rocks fall, and mountains melt away!
Fixed is his word, his power remains:
Thy glorious King, Messiah, reigns!

"The Desire of all Nations."

1 COME, thou long-expected Jesus,
Born to set thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us;
Let us find our rest in thee.

2 Israel's strength and consolation,
Hope of all the earth thou art;
Dear desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart.

3 Born, thy people to deliver;
Born a child, and yet a king;
Born to reign in us forever,
Now thy gracious kingdom bring.

8s & 7s.

96 "I know my sheep, and am known of mine." 75.

JESUS, Shepherd of the sheep;
Powerful is thine arm to keep
All thy flocks with safest care,
Fed in pastures large and fair.

Thee their Guide and Guard they own;
Thee they love, and thee alone:
Thee they follow day by day,
Fearful lest their feet should stray.

Lord, thy helpless sheep behold;
Gather all unto thy fold;
Gently lead the wanderers home;
Watch them, lest again they roam.

Bring thy sheep, now far astray,
Lost in Satan's evil way;

Then, the fold and shepherd one,
We shall praise thee round the throne.

397

“I lay down my life for the sheep."

1 SHEPHERD of the ransomed flock,
Lead us to the shadowing rock,
Where the cooling waters flow,
Where the freshening pastures grow.
2 Grant, O Lord, that we may be
Ever glad to follow thee;
And with thankful hearts rejoice,
When we hear thy gracious voice.

3 Saviour, when thy loved ones stray
From the new and living way,
Gently call thine own by name;
All our wand'ring steps reclaim.

4 Through the hours of darksome night
Keep us in thy watchful sight;
O'er each deadly foe prevail,
Let no harm thy fold assail.

5 Jesus, who thy life didst give,
Dying that thy sheep might live;
Let us in thy presence rest,
With eternal comfort blest.

398

"My sheep hear my voice."

1 JESUS, seek thy wandering sheep;
Bring me back, and lead, and keep;
Take on thee my every care,
Bear me, on thy bosom bear:
Let me know my Shepherd's voice,
More and more in thee rejoice;
More and more of thee receive;
Ever in thy spirit live,

2 Live till all thy life I know,

Foll'wing thee, my Lord, below;
Gladly then from earth remove,
Gathered to the fold above:
Oh, that I at last may stand
With the sheep at thy right hand,
Take the crown so freely given,
Enter in by thee to heaven!

7s.

7s.

399 "I will feed them upon the mountains." Ss & 75.
1 ISRAEL'S Shepherd! guide me, feed me,
Through my pilgrimage below;
And beside the waters lead me,
Where thy sheep rejoicing go.

2 Lest I err, thine aid disdaining,
And forsake thy sheltering fold,
Heedless of thy grace constraining,
In the strength of nature bold,

3 Lord, thy guardian presence ever,

Meekly kneeling, I implore;
Now thy grace hath found me, never
Would I wander from thee more.

4 Come, my soul, temptation flying,
Arm thee for the strife within:
Jesus, thy Redeemer, dying,
Stamps an infamy on sin.

5 Yield, my heart, no longer hardened;

4 Kind Shepherd of the sheep! A weakly flock are we;

And snares and foes are nigh; but keer
The lambs who look to thee.

5 And if through death's dark vale
Our feet should carly tread,
Oh, may we reach thy fold, and hail
The Love which us hath led!

1

0 THOU, to whose all-searching sight The darkness shineth as the light, Search, prove my heart; it pants for the Oh, burst these bonds, and set it free! 2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross; Nail my affections to the cross; Hallow each thought; let all within Be clean as thou, my Lord, art clean. 3 While in this darksome wild I stray, Be thou my light, be thou my way: No foes, no danger will I fear, While thou, Almighty God, art near.

4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of woe, Jesus, thy timely aid impart,

And raise my head, and cheer my heart 5 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see, Dauntless, untired, I follow thee; Oh, let thy hand support me still, And lead me to thy holy hill!

1 To praise our Shepherd's care,

His wisdom, love, and might, Your loudest, loftiest songs prepare, And bid the world unite.

2 Supremely good and great,

He tends his blood-bought fold; [state, He stoops, though throned in highest The feeblest to uphold.

3 He hears their softest plaint;

He sees them when they roam;
And if his meanest lamb should faint,
His bosom bears it home.

Psalm 23.

1 WHILE My Redeemer 's near,
My shepherd and my guide,
I bid farewell to anxious fear:
My wants are all supplied.

2 To ever fragrant meads,

Where rich abundance grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads, And guards my sweet repose.

3 Dear Shepherd, if I stray,

My wand'ring feet restore,

To thy fair pastures guide my way,
And let rie rove no more.

54

405

1 JESUS, still lead on,

Till our rest be won;

And although the way be cheerless, We will follow, calm and fearless : Guide us by thy hand

To our Fatherland!

2 If the way be drear,

If the foe be near,

Let not faithless fears o'ertake us,
Let not faith and hope forsake us;
For, through many a foe,
To our home we go!

3 When we seek relief

From a long-felt grief; When temptations come alluring, Make us patient and enduring: Show us that bright shore Where we weep no more!

4 Jesus, still lead on,

Till our rest be won;

Heavenly Leader, still direct us,
Still support, console, protect us,
Till we safely stand
In our Fatherland!

Strength by the Way.

1 JESUS, while this rough desert soil
I tread, be thou my guide and stay:
Nerve me for conflict and for toil;
Uphold me on my stranger-way!

2 Jesus, in heaviness and fear,

L. M.

1 WE'LL sing the power of him who died His people to redeem;

He is our Saviour, true and tried,
And he shall be our theme.

2 For he is precious in the sight
Of all who know his voice:

'T was he who brought us to the light, And taught us to rejoice.

3 From worldly snares, and Satan's wile, He guards us by his power;

And keeps us safe from force and guile In every trying hour.

4 And till his ransomed people come, His house above to fill,

'T is he who safely guides them home, Beyond the reach of ill.

5 Then let us ever make our boast Of him, and him alone,

Who came from heaven to seek the lost, And brings us to his throne.

With the bread of heaven he feeds them, And through all the way he speeds them

To their home above.

4 There they see the Lord who bought them,
Him who came from heaven, and sought
them,
Him who by his spirit taught them:
Him hey serve and love.

5 Sing of Jesus, sing forever,
Sing the love that changes never:
Who or what from him can sever
Those he makes his own?