4 Stretch forth Thine hand to heal our sore, 5 To Him who left the throne of heaven To save mankind, all praise be given; Like praise be to the Father done, And Holy Spirit, Three in One. Amen. 7. Chandler. (tr.) IO. I JESUS, Thy Church with longing eyes 2 Ev'n now, when tempests round us fall, And deem that our redemption's nigh. 3 Come, gracious Lord, our hearts renew, Our foes repel, our wrongs redress, Man's rooted enmity subdue, And crown Thy Gospel with success. 4 O come, and reign o'er every land; 5 Yes, Thou wilt speedily appear! The smitten earth already reels; And not far off we seem to hear The thunder of Thy chariot wheels. 6 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. W. H. Bathurst. II. O SAVIOUR, is Thy promise fled? 2 Come, Jesus, come! return again; With brighter beam Thy servants bless, 3 A feeble race, by passion driven, 4 Yet mid the wild and wintry gale, When death rides darkly o'er the sea, 5 Come, Jesus, come! and as of yore The prophet went to clear Thy way, A harbinger Thy feet before, A dawning to Thy brighter day; 6 So now may grace with heavenly shower 2 And ransom captive Israel; That mourns in lonely exile here, Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free Shall come to thee, O Israel! 3 O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer Our spirits by Thine Advent here ; Disperse the gloomy clouds of night, Shall come to thee, O Israel ! 4 O come, Thou Key of David, come Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel 5 O come, O come, Thou Lord of Might, In cloud, and majesty, and awe. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel! Amen. J. M. Neale. (tr.*) 13. I COME, Thou long-expected Jesus, 2 Israel's strength and consolation, 3 Born Thy people to deliver, Born a Child, and yet a King, Now Thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By Thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone; By Thine all-sufficient merit, Raise us to Thy glorious throne. Amen. M. Madan. I 14. HARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long ; Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He comes, the prisoners to release The gates of brass before Him burst, 3 He comes, from thickest films of vice And on the eye-balls of the blind 4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, And with the treasures of His grace |