Reach down, and arm me with Thy hand, And strengthen me with inner might, That I, through faith, may strive and stand, Though craft and force against me fight: So shall the kingdom of Thy love

Be through me and within me spread, That honors Thee, our glorious Head, And crowneth us in realms above.

Yes, yes, to Thee my soul would cleave:
O choose it, Saviour, for Thy throne!
Couldst Thou in love to me once leave
The glory that was all Thine own?
So honor Thou my life and heart

That Thou mayst find a heaven in me; And, when this house decayed shall be, Then grant the heaven where now Thou art.

To Thee I rise in faith on high:

Oh, bend Thou down in love to me!

Let nothing rob me of this joy,

That all my soul is filled with Thee: As long as I have life and breath,

Thee will I honor, fear, and love;

And when this heart hath ceased to move, Yet Love shall live and conquer death.

JESUS SHALL REIGN.

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JESUS SHALL REIGN.

ISAAC WATTS, D.D., 1719. Ps. Lxxii.

ESUS shall reign where'er the sun

JESUS

Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

Behold the islands with their kings,
And Europe her best tribute brings;
From north to south the princes meet
To pay their homage at His feet.

There Persia, glorious to behold,
There India shines in eastern gold;
And barb'rous nations, at His word,
Submit and bow, and own their Lord.

For Him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown His head:
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.

People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His name.

Blessings abound where'er He reigns;
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.

Where He displays His healing power,
Death and the curse are known no more;
In Him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.

Let every creature rise, and bring
Peculiar honors to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,

And earth repeat the long Amen!

BEHOLD THE GLORIES OF THE LAMB!

ISAAC WATTS, D.D., 1674-1748. "A new song to the Lamb that was slain."Rev. v. 6, 8-12.

BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb

Amidst His Father's throne!

Prepare new honors for His name,
And songs before unknown.

Let elders worship at His feet,
The Church adore around,
With vials full of odors sweet,

And harps of sweeter sound.

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Those are the prayers of the saints,

And these the hymns they raise;
Jesus is kind to our complaints,
He loves to hear our praise.

Eternal Father, who shall look
Into Thy secret will?

Who but the Son should take that book,
And open every seal?

He shall fulfil Thy great decrees:
The Son deserves it well;

Lo, in His hand the sov'reign keys
Of heaven and death and hell!

Now to the Lamb, that once was slain,
Be endless blessings paid;

Salvation, glory, joy, remain

For ever on Thy head.

Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood,

Hast set the prisoners free,

Hast made us kings and priests to God,
And we shall reign with Thee.

The worlds of nature and of grace
Are put beneath Thy power;
Then shorten these delaying days,

And bring the promised hour.

REJOICE! THE LORD IS KING.

Rev. CHARLES WESLEY, 1745

REJOICE! the Lord is King:

Your Lord and King adore ·

Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore:
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

Jesus the Saviour reigns,

The God of truth and love;
When He had purged our stains,

He took His seat above:

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

His kingdom cannot fail;

He rules o'er earth and heaven;

The keys of death and hell

Are to our Jesus given:

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.