RHINE.

Thomas Hastings, 1836.

1 ALL hail! incarnate God! The wondrous things, foretold

Of thee, in sacred writ,

With joy our eyes behold;

Still does thine arm new trophies wear,
And monuments of glory rear.

2 Oh! haste, victorious Prince!
That glorious, happy day,
When souls, like drops of dew,
Shall own thy gentle sway;
Oh! may it bless our longing eyes,

And bear our shouts beyond the skies!

3 All hail! triumphant Lord!

Eternal be thy reign; Behold the nations sue

To wear thy gentle chain :

When earth and time are known no more, Thy throne shall stand for ever sure. Elizabeth Scott, 1763.

Bend thy triumphant way; Here every foe control,

And all thy power display:

My heart, thy throne, blest Jesus! see, Bows low to thee, to thee alone.

Ye valleys! rise; and sink, ye hills!

2 Before thine awful face

Millions of foes shall fall, The captives of thy grace,

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That grace which conquers all : The world shall know, great King of kings! What wondrous things thine arm can do.

Descend, and fill the place :
That all may feel the heavenly flame,
And all unite to praise thy name.

4 Oh! send thy Spirit down
On all the nations, Lord!
With great success to crown

The preaching of thy word, That heathen lands may own thy sway, And cast their idol-gods away.

John Burton, 1824.

MISSIONARY CHANT.

Charles Zeuner, 1832.

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And let the world, a dor - ing, see

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Triumphs of mercy, wrought by thee.

625.

The universal Reign of Christ. (1228.)
1 ARM of the Lord! awake, awake;
Put on thy strength, the nation's shake;
And let the world, adoring, see
Triumphs of mercy, wrought by thee.

2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne,
"I am Jehovah-God alone!"
Thy voice their idols shall confound,
And cast their altars to the ground.

3 No more let human blood be spilt,
Vain sacrifice for human guilt;
But to each conscience be applied
The blood, that flowed from Jesus' side.
4 Almighty God! thy grace proclaim,
In every clime, of every name,
Till adverse powers before thee fall,
And crown the Saviour - Lord of all.
William Shrubsole, 1776.

(1229.)

626. The coming Reign of Christ. 1 ASCEND thy throne, almighty King! And spread thy glories all abroad; Let thine own arm salvation bring, And be thou known the gracious God. 2 Let millions bow before thy seat; Let humble mourners seek thy face; Bring daring rebels to thy feet,

Subdued by thy victorious grace. 3 Oh! let the kingdoms of the world

Become the kingdoms of the Lord; Let saints and angels praise thy name,Be thou thro' heaven and earth adored. Benjamin Beddome, 1778.

627.

Christ's coming to Reign.

(1224.)

1 JESUS! thy church, with longing eyes,
For thine expected coming waits;
When will the promised light arise,
And glory beam from Zion's gates?

2 E'en now, when tempests round us fall,
And wintry clouds o'ercast the sky,
Thy words with pleasure we recall,
And deem that our redemption 's nigh.

3 Oh! come and reign o'er every land;
Let Satan from his throne be hurled,
All nations bow to thy command,
And grace revive a dying world.

4 Teach us, in watchfulness and prayer,
To wait for the appointed hour;
And fit us, by thy grace, to share
The triumphs of thy conquering power.

628.

William H. Bathurst, 1831.

The Time to favor Zion.

(1225.) 1 SOVEREIGN of worlds! display thy power; Be this thy Zion's favored hour: Oh! bid the morning star arise; Oh! point the heathen to the skies.

2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns,
In western wilds and eastern plains;
Far let the gospel's sound be known;
Make thou the universe thine own.

3 Speak, and the world shall hear thy voice;
Speak, and the desert shall rejoice:
Dispel the gloom of heathen night;
Bid every nation hail the light.

B. H. Draper, 1816.

2 Stand up, stand up for Jesus,
The trumpet call obey;
Forth to the mighty conflict,
In this his glorious day:
Ye that are men! now serve him,
Against unnumbered foes;
Your courage rise with danger,
And strength to strength oppose.

3 Stand up, stand up for Jesus;

Stand in his strength alone;
The arm of flesh will fail you;

Ye dare not trust your own:
Put on the gospel armor,

And, watching unto prayer,
Where duty calls, or danger,
Be never wanting there.

4 Stand up, stand up for Jesus;
The strife will not be long;
This day, the noise of battle,-
The next, the victor's song:
To him that overcometh,

A crown of life shall be;
He, with the King of glory,
Shall reign eternally!

630.

George Duffield, 1858.

PSALM 14.

1 OH! that the Lord's salvation Were out of Zion come, To heal his ancient nation,

To lead his outcasts home! How long the holy city

Shall heathen feet profane? Return, O Lord! in pity,

Rebuild her walls again. 2 Let fall thy rod of terror,

Thy saving grace impart;
Roll back the veil of error,

Release the fettered heart;
Let Israel, home returning,

(1241.)

Their lost Messiah see; Give oil of joy for mourning, And bind thy church to thee. Henry Francis Lyte, 1834.