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Sin, death, the world, and hell o'erthrow;
And Jesus is the Conqueror's name ! 4 Lo! His triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chaunt the solemn lay;
Ye everlasting doors, give way. 5 Who is the King of Glory? who?
The Lord of glorious power possess'd ;
What is Prayer ?
Utter'd or unexpress'd ;
That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear;
When none but God is near.
The Christian's native air;
He enters heaven with prayer.
Returning from his ways;
And say, “Behold, he prays."
The Life, the Truth, the Way !
Lord teach us how to pray !
26. God's Works. WHAT wisdom is shewn, what power
display'd, In all that God's hand hath fashion’d and
made ; The earth full of riches, 'tis beauty complete,
The fathomless ocean, with wonders replete. 2 By knowledge supreme, by wisdom divine,
God governs the world with gracious design;
sustains. 3 Exalted, O Lord, in glory secure, The works Thou hast made thro'
ages endure ! To life's latest moment, my soul ever raise The song of thanksgiving, the chorus of
27. Christmas Day. BRIGHT and joyful is the morn,
For to us a child is born ; From the highest realms of heaven
Unto us a Son is given.
Power and majesty, and wear
Names most awful, names most high3 Wonderful in counsel He,
The incarnate Deity,
Sire of ages ne'er to cease,
King of kings, and Prince of peace, 4 Come and worship at His feet,
Yield to Christ the homage meet ;
To hear, and keep, and use it free ;
To win this word of life for me! 2 With steady faith in Christ alone,
The threats of impious power they spurn'd, And, bold that holy faith to own,
They gave their bodies to be burn'd. 3 In heaven with palms they triumph now;
We love to speak their honour'd names ;
flames! 4 We bear, we'll hold, the Christian name,
Though hell oppose, and earth deride; We'll keep the faith thro' fear and shame; That faith for which our fathers died.
And mourns the present pain ; 'Tis sweet to think of peace at last,
And feel that death is gain.
2 'Tis not that murmuring thoughts arise,
And dread a Father's will ;
And would not suffer still ;
The path to realms of light,
And lose herself in sight.
To see Him face to face,
Sufficient art to trace.
From earth-born woe and care ;
My Saviour's bliss to share ! 30.
Or winds can waft, or waters bear;
Let Afric's land the blessing share. 2 Send it to where expanded wide
The South Sea rolls its farthest tide,
power. 3 Send it to ev'ry dungeon's gloom,
Send it to ev'ry poor man's room,
Nor cease the heavenly gift to send. 4 May ev'ry suffering child of woe
Its truth believe, its comforts know;
May every hand the treasure hold,
And error's cloud away be roll’d. 5 O Holy Ghost! who gav'st the word,
With Thine own truth Thy light afford, Give Thou the quickening, saving power, On all the earth Thy blessings shower.
31. Destruction of the Assyrians. THE Assyrian came down like a wolf on
the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple
and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like
stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep
Galilee. 2 Like the leaves of the forest when summer
That host with their banners at sunset
were seen ; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn
hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and
strown. 3 For the angel of death spread his wings
on the blast, And breath'd on the face of the foe as he
pass'd, And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly
and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd, and for
ever grew still.