(HOMELAND OR EWING) Additional verses from HORA NOVISSIMA (Neale's translation), often sung, and generally to EWING. Part I. 1 THE world is very evil, The times are waxing late: Be sober and keep vigil, The Judge is at the gate; The Judge that comes in mercy, The Judge that comes with might, To terminate the evil, To diadem the right. 2 Arise, arise, good Christian, To heavenly gladness lead; The light that is but one. 3 0 happy, holy portion, Refection for the blest, Sweet cure of all distrest! Part II. 1 BRIEF life is here our portion; Short toil, eternal rest; A mansion with the blest! 2 And now we fight the battle, But then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting And passionless renown; And He Whom now we trust in, Shall then be seen and known, And they that know and see Him, Shall have Him for their own. 3 And now we watch and struggle, And now we live in hope, And Zion in her anguish, With Babylon must cope; But there is David's fountain, And life in fullest glow; And there the light is golden, And milk and honey flow. Part III. 1 FOR thee, O dear, dear country, Is unction to the breast, Where tears are ever banished All human thought and heart, Can sing thee as thou art. They build thy holy tower; And thine the golden dower. Part V. 1 JERUSALEM the glorious! The glory of th' elect! O dear and future vision That eager hearts expect: E'en now by faith I see thee, E'en here thy walls discern; To thee my thoughts are kindled, And strive, and pant, and yearn. 2 Jerusalem, exulting On that securest shore, I hope thee, wish thee, sing thee, And love thee evermore! O sweet and blessed country, Shall I ever see thy face? O sweet and blessed country, Shall I ever win thy grace? 3 I have the hope within me To comfort and to bless! Shall I ever win the prize itself? O tell me, tell me, yes! Exult, O dust and ashes! The Lord shall be thy part; His only, His forever, Thou shalt be and thou art! 321 HOMELAND 7s, 6s. 81. Arthur Sullivan, 1872 1. THE Home-land! O the Homeland! The land of S16 3 For loved ones in the Homeland O dear, dear native Country! Christ bring us all to the Homeland H. R. Haweis, 1872 2 We would see Jesus, the great rock foundation 3 We would see Jesus: other lights are paling, We would not mourn them, for we go to Thee. 4 We would see Jesus; yet the spirit lingers Round the dear objects it has loved so long, 5 We would see Jesus: sense is all too binding, 6 We would see Jesus: this is all we 're needing; 323 SARUM IO, IO, IO With Alleluia J. Barnby, 1869 1. FOR all the saints who from their la - bors rest, Who Thee by 2 Thou wast their rock, their fortress, and their might: 3 Oh, may Thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold, Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, And win, with them, the victors' crown of gold. Alleluia! 4 Oh, blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia! 5 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph-song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia! 6 The golden evening brightens in the west; Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest; Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Alleluia! 7 But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day; 8 From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast, 20 Paradise, O Paradise, The world is growing old; Who would not be at rest and free 30 Paradise, O Paradise, 4 0 Paradise, O Paradise, I want to sin no more, As on Thy spotless shore; 5 0 Paradise, O Paradise, The special place my dearest Lord Where loyal hearts, etc. 6 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise, Where loyal hearts, etc. F. W. Faber, 1862. H... & M., 1869 |