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6 Lo! the last long separation!
As the cleaving crowds divide;
And one dread adjudication

Sends each soul to either side!
Lord of mercy!

How shall I that day abide !

7 O by Thine eternal merit,
Then avert a dreadful doom!
And me summon to inherit
An eternal blissful home:
Ah! come quickly!

Let thy second Advent come!

8 Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee
High on Thine eternal throne !
Lo! they cast their crowns before Thee
And the kingdom is Thine own!
Men and angels

Kneel and bow to Thee alone!

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the sun, and moon, and stars, Signs and wonders there shall be ; Earth shall quake with inward wars, Nations with perplexity.

2 Soon shall ocean's hoary deep,

Toss'd with stronger tempests, rise: Wilder storms the mountains sweep, Louder thunders rock the skies.

3 Dread alarms shall shake the proud,
Pale amazement, restless fear;
And amid the thunder cloud

Shall the Judge of man appear.

4 But, though from His awful face,
Heaven shall fade, and earth shall fly;
Fear not ye, His chosen race,
Your redemption draweth nigh.

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EE the ransomed millions stand, Palms of conquest in each hand! This before the throne their strain,— "Hell is vanquish'd-death is slain!

2 "Blessing, honour, glory, might,
Are the Conqueror's native right;
Thrones and powers before Him fall,
Lamb of God, and Lord of all!"

3 Hasten, Lord! the promised hour;
Come in glory and in power;
Still Thy foes are unsubdued;
Nature sighs to be renew'd.

4 Time has nearly reach'd its sum; All things, with the Bride, say, "Come!' Jesus! whom all worlds adore,

Come, and reign for evermore.

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REJOICE, rejoice, believers!

II. 6.

And let your lights appear,
The evening is advancing,
The darker night is near.
The Bridegroom is arising;
And soon will He draw nigh:
Up! pray, and watch, and wrestle,
At midnight comes the cry.

2 See that your lamps are burning,
Replenish them with oil;
Look now for your salvation,
The end of sin and toil.
The watchers on the mountain
Proclaim the Bridegroom near,
Go, meet Him as He cometh,
With hallelujahs clear.

3 Oh! wise and holy virgins,
Now raise your voices higher,
Till in your jubilations,

Ye meet the angel-choir.
The marriage feast is waiting,
The gates wide open stand;
Up, up, ye heirs of glory,
The Bridegroom is at hand.

4 Our hope and expectation,
O Jesus, now appear;
Arise, Thou Sun so looked for,
O'er this benighted sphere!
With hearts and hands uplifted,
We plead, O Lord, to see
The day of our redemption,
And ever be with Thee!

CHRISTMAS.

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III. 5.

A Wing your the

Wing your flight o'er all the earth,
Ye who sang creation's story,
Now proclaim Messiah's birth;
Come and worship,

Worship Christ the new-born King.

2 Shepherds, in the field abiding,
Watching o'er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant-light;
Come and worship,

Worship Christ the new-born King.

3 Sages, leave your contemplations,
Brighter visions beam afar,
Seek the great Desire of nations;
Ye have seen his natal star;
Come and worship,

Worship Christ the new-born King.

4 Saints, before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly, the Lord descending,
In his temple shall appear;
Come and worship,

Worship Christ the new-born King.

5 Sinners, wrung with true repentance,
Doomed for guilt to endless pains,
Justice now revokes the sentence,
Mercy calls you, break your chains;
Come and worship,

Worship Christ the new-born King.

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Whereon the Saviour of mankind was born:
Rise to adore the mystery of love,

With hosts of angels chanting from above;
By whom the gladsome honours first were done
To God Incarnate and the Virgin's Son.

2 The praises of redeeming love they sang,
And heaven's whole orb with alleluias rang:
God's highest glory was their anthem still,
Peace upon earth, and unto men goodwill;
This day hath God fulfill'd His promis'd word,
This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord.

3 0 let us keep and ponder in our mind

God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind: Follow the Babe, who hath retriev'd our loss, From the poor manger to the bitter cross! Saved by His grace, unceasing may we sing, Eternal praise to God our heavenly King.

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YOME, hither! ye faithful,
Triumphantly sing!

Come, see in the manger
The angels' dread King!

P. M.

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