3 Lord, how long shall the creation
Groan and travail sore in pain;
Waiting for its sure salvation,
When Thou shalt in glory reign,
And like Eden,
This sad earth shall bloom again?
4 Gather, too, Thy chosen nation,
Israel's long afflicted race;
Let them find Thy free salvation,
Own and trust Thy wondrous grace,
And adoring,
Look on Thy once marrèd face.
5 Reign, O reign, Almighty Saviour !
Heaven and earth in one unite;
Make it known, that in Thy favour,
There alone is life and light:
When we see Thee,
We shall have unmix'à delight.
1 O LORD! Who now art seated
Above the heavens on high,
(The gracious work completed,
For which Thou cam'st to die);
To Thee our hearts are lifted,
While pilgrims wandering here,
For Thou alone art gifted
Our every weight to bear.
2 We know that Thou hast bought us,
And wash'd us in Thy blood;
We know Thy grace has brought us
As kings and priests to God.
We know that soon the morning
Long look'd-for hasteneth near,
When we, at Thy returning,
In glory shall appear.
1 O LORD, Thy love's unbounded!
So full, so vast, so free!
Our thoughts are all confounded
Whene'er we think of Thee:
For us Thou cam'st from heaven,
For us to bleed and die;
That purchased and forgiven,
We might ascend on High.
2 O let this love constrain us
To give our hearts to Thee:
Let nothing henceforth pain us,
But that which paineth Thee.
Our joy, our one endeavour-
Through suffering, conflict, shame—
To serve Thee, gracious Saviour,
And magnify Thy name.
1 HARK! how the blood-bought hosts above
Conspire to chaunt the Saviour's love,
In sweet harmonious strains!
And while they strike their golden lyres,
This glorious theme each bosom fires,
That Grace triumphant reigns!
2 We'll join the song! for we can tell
How sov'reign grace dissolved the spell
That kept us bound in chains;
And from that dear and happy day,
How oft, by grace constrain'd to say
That Grace triumphant reigns!
3 For though we 've stray'd like saints of old, Grace has restored us to the fold,
As captives in its chains;
Thus, saved by grace, we'd gladly sing, Till all the Heavens and earth should ring With "Grace triumphant reigns!”
4 Grace still,-till all redeem'd by blood
Are taught to know themselves and God,-
Its empire shall maintain ;
To spoil the mighty of the prey,
And set the captive exile free,
Shall Grace triumphant reign!
5 Then,—call'd to meet the church's Head,
The Saviour's grace shall banish dread,
His love our souls sustain ;
And, as we rise to endless day,
We'll raise the voice, and boldly say,
Grace doth triumphant reign!
1 JESUS, Thou glorious Priest and King, Accept the tribute which we bring; Accept each feeble song of praise, Which here on earth Thy saints may raise. 2 May every minute as it flies,
Increase our love, improve our joys; Till we are brought to sing Thy name At the great supper of the Lamb. 3 0 that the months would roll away, And quickly bring the marriage-day; When Thou the Lamb shalt take Thy throne, And fully there the Church shalt own.
4 The gladness of that happy day,
In this sad world 's our strength and stay-Then let not Faith forsake its hold,
Lest comfort sink, and love grow cold.
1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary rest.
3 Dear name! the rock on which I build;
My shield and hiding-place;
My never-failing treasury, fill'd
With boundless stores of grace.
4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Saviour, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King;
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.
5 Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see Thee as Thou art,
I'll praise Thee as I ought.
6 Till then I would Thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath;
And triumph in that blessèd name
Which quells the power of Death,
1 JESUS, the Christ! eternal Word!
Of all creation Sovereign Lord!
On Thee alone, by faith we rest,
And lean our weakness on Thy breast.
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