2 Such happiness, O Lord, have we, By mercy gathered into thee, Before the floods descend: And while the bursting clouds come down, And calmly wait the end. 3 The plague, and dearth, and din of war, To meet thee in the skies. 4 Thy tokens we with joy confess : 5 Whatever ills the world befall, His chariot will not long delay, 6 Appear with clouds on Zion's hill, Thy confessors to approve, HYMN 64.-Continued. 2 Jesus, to thy dear wounds we flee, 3 Then let the thundering trumpet sound, The latest lightning glare, The mountains melt, the solid ground 4 The huge celestial bodies roll, And shrivel as a parchment-scroll, 5 Yet still the Lord, the Saviour reigns, 7 So be it! let this system end, 8 Thy power omnipotent assume, And when thou dost in glory come, HYMN 65.-Continued. 2 He comes, he comes, to call Who fit for glory are; Go forth with joy to meet your Lord. 3 Go, meet him in the sky, Your everlasting friend; With all his saints ascend; Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace 4 Ye that have here received Jesus shall claim you for his bride : 5 The everlasting doors Shall soon the saints receive, Far from a world of grief and sin, 6 Then let us wait and hear The trumpet's welcome sound; When Jesus doth the heavens bow, Be found-as, Lord, thou find'st us now! 2 Every eye shall now behold him Shall the true Messiah see. 3 The dear tokens of his passion Gaze we on those glorious scars! 4 Yea, Amen! let all adore thee, On the Rock of heavenly love. A house we call our own Which cannot be o'erthrown; In the general ruin sure, Storms and earthquakes it defies; Built immovably secure, 4 Built eternal in the skies. High on Immanuel's land We see the fabric stand: From a tottering world remove To our steadfast mansion there; Our inheritance above Cannot pass from heir to heir. |