1068-1069 Harwell. Having Hayps in Ghqiq Hands. 88 & 78. Lowell Mason, 1840. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hal- le- lu- jah, A- men. Hark! ten thousand harps and voices 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. Ref. Saviour, hasten thine appearing; Bring, oh, bring the glorious day, Heaven and earth shall pass away; Thomas Kelley, ab. 1804. Like unto men that wait. Luke xii. 36. 8s & 7s. 1069 On the things around the throne: Rev. vii. 13. Living Fountains of Waters. Heb. xiii. 1070-1073 8s & 7s.* 1072 The city of the living God. 1070 Arrayed in white robes. Robes whose lustre ne'er shall fade, Following not the sinful throng. Let, O Lord, my lot be cast; Heinrich Theodore Schenk, d. 1727. Tr. F. E. Cox, ab. 1864. 1071 In breaking of bread. Acts ii. 42. Zion, city of our God! Ever flows their thirst t'assuage? Washed in the Redeemer's blood! I through grace a member am, John Newton, ab. 1797. Matt. xxvi. 80. 1073 And when they had sung a hymn. 88 & 78. 88 & 78.* We have met in glad communion, Breaking now the loaf together, We obey our Master's word; Children of a common Father, Servants of a common Lord; Who when leaving all below, Bade us thus his love to show. Of one blessed cup partaking, We who once were far from God; One with him before the throne; H., 1883. * Repeat the first two lines to close each verse. Sanctuary. p. 369. Zion's Glory. p. 260. But the parting hour draws nigh; Sweet has been our holy union; May our friendship never die! CHORUS. Bound with love's unbroken band, Kept by an almighty Hand; Christ's own sheep shall never perish; None shall pluck them from his hand. We have met in glad communion; We may part to meet no more Till the great and glad reunion On the bright immortal shore. By the Lord anew created, Bound by ties to flesh unknown; Though in body separated, Yet in spirit we are one. Here we part, but not forever; Soon our wanderings shall be past; May we meet no more to sever, Meet with all the saints at last! H., 1883. by e-ternal peace. When we pass thro' yonder river, When we reach the farther shore. 8s & 7s. | 1075 When we pass through yonder river, When we reach the farther shore, We shall see our foes no more; Oh, how sweet the prospect is! When we gain the heavenly regions, Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855. Whence came they? Rev. vii. 13. 88 & 7s. Who are these like stars appearing, These before God's throne who stand? Each a golden crown is wearing, Who are all this glorious band? Hallelujah! hark! they sing, Praising loud their heavenly King. These are they whose hearts were riven, Sore with woe and anguish tried, Who in prayer full oft have striven With the God they glorified; Now, their painful conflict o'er, God has bid them weep no more. They like priests have watched and waited, Offering up to Christ their will, Soul and body consecrated, Day and night to serve him still; Now, in God's most holy place, Blest they stand before his face. With that holy throng uniting, Then what rapture shall be mine! In the sun's bright beams delighting, I too like the stars shall shine; Lord, for this my soul shall raise Thanks to thee and endless praise. Heinrich Theodore Schenk, d. 1727. Tr. F. E. Cox, ab. 1864. 1076 Enter into his gates with thanksgiving. 88,78. Lead me to the living waters, c. 4. Open wide the gates of beauty, Saints with reverent feet have trod: Lord, behold, I come before thee, Grant me fellowship with thee. While thy praise is gladly chanted, Quickening me with life unknown; Speak, O Lord, and I will hear thee, So may I perform thy will; Undisturbed may I draw near thee, With life's streams my being fill: Feed me with the heavenly Bread, On my heart thy comforts shed. That thy lamb may pasture find. Let my dews be heavenly manna, Guide my feet, direct my mind. Me through this dark valley bring, To the palace of my King. 1077 Benj. Schmolke, 1672-1737. Tr. H., ab. 1885. Trust ye in the Lord forever. 8s, 7s "Trust ye in the Lord forever," Looking to prevail at length. His is love that changes not; Those whom he with blood has bought. He will keep them by his power. Keep them in the darkest hour. "Trust ye in the Lord forever," Grace is his, and power and love: Trust in him who changes never, Him who reigns in heaven above. Sheltered by his mighty arm, Who or what can do us harm? Thomas Kelly, ab. 1769-186s |