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162 YES, we trust the day is breaking,

Joyful times are near at hand;
God, the Mighty God, is speaking,
By his Word, in every land :

Mark his progress!
Darkness flies at his command.
2 While the foe becomes more daring,

While he enters like a flood,
God, the Saviour, is preparing
Means to spread his truth abroad :

Every language
Soon shall tell the love of God!
3 God of Jacob, high and glorious,

Let Thy people see Thy hand;
Make the Gospel soon victorious
Through the world in every land !

Perish idols,
At Jehovah's dread command !

163 ZION'S King shall reign victorious,

All the earth shall own his sway:
He will make his kingdom glorious,

He will reign through endless day.
2 Mighty King, thine arm revealing,

Now Thy glorious cause maintain ;
Bring the nations help and healing,

Make them subject to Thy reign.
3 Thou art God, who would not fear Thee ?

Who, that knows Thy glorious pow'r ? O that all the world might hear Thee,

And be slaves of sin no more,

164 JESUS, immortal King, arise,

Assume, assert Thy sway,
Till earth subdued its tribute brings,

And distant lands obey.

2 Ride forth, victorious Conqueror, ride,

Till all Thy foes submit,
And all the powers of hell resign

Their trophies at Thy feet.

3 Send forth Thy Word, and let it fly

This spacious earth around,
Till every

soul beneath the sun
Shall hear the joyful sound.

4 O may the great Redeemer's name

Through every clime be known, And heathen gods, like Dagon, fall,

And Jesus reign alone!

5 From sea to sea, from shore to shore,

May Jesus be adored,
And earth, with all her millions, shout

Hosannas to the Lord !

165 On the mountain's top appearing,

Lo, the sacred Herald stands,
Welcome news to Zion bearing-
Zion long in hostile lands!

Mourning captive!
God himself will loose thy bands.

2 Has thy night been long and mournful?

Have thy friends unfaithful prov'd ?
Have thy foes been proud and scornful,
By thy sighs and tears unmov'd ?

Cease thy mourning!
Zion still is well belov'd.

3 God, thy God, will now restore thee;

He himself appears thy friend;
All thy foes shall flee before thee;
Here their boasts and triumphs end :

Great deliv'rance
Zion's King vouchsafes to send.

4 Enemies no more shall trouble,

All thy wrongs shall be redress'd;
For thy shame thou shalt have double,
In thy Maker's favours bless'd :

All thy conflicts
End in everlasting rest.


THINE, Jesus, is the name

Our souls shall still adore;
The name of life, and love, and peace,

And strength, and saving power;

Live, and for ever may

Thy throne establish'd be;
Till all consenting hearts and tongues

Unite in praising Thee.

167 SOON shall arrive the glorious day,

When thron’d on Zion's brow,
The Lord shall rend that veil away,

Which blinds the nations now;
2 When earth no more beneath the fear

Of his rebuke shall die ;
When pain shall cease, and ev'ry tear

Be wip'd from ev'ry eye;
3 Then Judah, thou no more shalt mourn,

Beneath the heathen's chain,
Thy days of splendour shall return,

And all be new again.
4 Lo, on the mountains beauteous stand

The messengers of peace :
Salvation by the Lord's right hand

They shout, and never cease.



To bless Thy chosen race,

In mercy, Lord, incline;
And cause the brightness of Thy face

On all Thy saints to shine.
That so Thy wondrous way

May through the world be known,
While distant lands their tribute pay,

And Thy salvation own.
Let diff'ring nations join

To celebrate Thy fame;
Let all the world, O Lord, combine

To praise Thy glorious name.


4 O let them shout and sing

With joy and pious mirth,
For Thou, the righteous Judge and King,

Shalt govern all the earth. 169 O 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

Her lost Messiah see ;
Give oil of joy for mourning,

And bindThy Church to Thee.

170 LORD, teach us how to pray aright,

With rev'rence and with fear;
Though dust and ashes in Thy sight,

We may, we must draw near.
2 We perish if we cease from prayer ;

O, grant us power to pray ;
And when to meet Thee we prepare,

Lord, meet us by the way.


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