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3 Lord, in thy vineyard we appear,
To labor in the works of love;
Nor from thy precepts ever rove.
May each, with joy, thy goodness see;
623. L. M.
H. BALLOU, 20.
The Holy One from Paran hill;
And all the earth his name did fill. 2 Before his feet, - a baleful light,
The pestilence went forth in wrath :-
And their hosts perished from its path. 3 He stood, - and as his eye surveyed
The quaking earth and heaving main,
The streams rolled backward through the plain; 4 Th' o'erflowing deep, by thunder riven,
Came rushing where the land had been ;
And turned to sackcloth o'er the scene. 5 I saw,- and terror struck me dumb;
My joints dissolved, my senses froze;
2 Awake, awake! put on thy strength,
Thy beautiful array;
The Lord's appointed day.
And send thy heralds forth;
Ånd keep not back, 0 north!
Where'er they rest or roam,
And hasten to their home.
1 0, who shall see the glorious day,
When, throned on Zion's brow,
That hides the nations now!
Of his rebuke shall lie,
Be wiped from every eye!
Beneath the heathen's chain ;
Ånd all be new again.
peace by all who come,
2 Light of them that sit in darkness!
Rise and shine, — thy blessings bring; Light to lighten all the Gentiles! Rise with healing in thy wing!
To thy brightness Let all kings and nations come. 3 May the heathen, now adoring
Idol-gods of wood and stone, Come, and, worshipping before him, Serve the living God alone;
Let thy glory
Speak the word ; - at thy command,
Lord, be with them
Shall we sin because Grace abounds ?
1 SHALL we go on to sin,
Because thy grace abounds ?
And open all his wounds ?
Nor let ii e'er be said,
Should raise them from the dead.
Since Christ has made us free,
And bought our liberty.