3 By Creation's struggling throes, O
Groaning 'neath unnumbered woes;
By the millions perishing bo
Far from Life's eternal spring:
4 By thy promise everywhere
Pleaded in thy people's prayer: llaf
By thy crown imperial, now bo
Sparkling on a tyrant's brow.allaH
5 Come! nor let our trust be vain;H S
Vindicate thy right to reign:d
Down be the usurper hurled;
Sway thy sceptre o'er the world.
MESSIAH! at thy glad approach
The howling winds are still;
Thy praises fill the lonely waste,
And breathe from every hill.
2 The incense of the spring ascends
Upon the morning gale;
Red o'er the hill the roses bloom,
The lilies in the vale.
3 Renewed, the earth a robe of light,
A robe of beauty wears;
And in new heavens a brighter sun
Leads on the promised years.
4 Let Israel to the Prince of Peace
The loud hosanna sing;
With hallelujahs, and with hymns,
O Zion, hail thy King.
ARK! the song of jubilee;
Loud as mighty thunders roar,
Or the fulness of the sea,
When it breaks upon the shore:
Hallelujah! for the Lord
God omnipotent shall reign;
Hallelujah! let the word
Echo round the earth and main.
2 Hallelujah!-hark! the sound,
From the centre to the skies,
Wakes above, beneath, around,
All creation's harmonies:
See Jehovah's banners furled;
Sheathed his sword: he speaks-'tis
done,
And the kingdoms of this world
Are the kingdoms of his Son.
3 He shall reign from pole to pole
With illimitable sway:
He shall reign, when, like a scroll,
Yonder heavens have passed away:
Then the end;-beneath his rod,
Man's last enemy shall fall;
Hallelujah! Christ in God,
God in Christ, is all in all.
THOU blessed Heir of all the earth!
Ascend thine ancient throne,
And bid the willing nations now
Thy peaceful sceptre own.
2 Shine forth in all thy glory, Lord,
That man at length may see
That joy, so long estranged from earth,
Can only spring from thee.
3 0 happy day! 'tis come at last,
The reign of death is o'er;
And sin, that marred our sweetest joys
Shall grieve our hearts no more.
4 Washed in thy blood, the tribes of earth,
With all the blest above,
Shall dwell in peace, united now,
One family of love.
5 Fruit of thy toil, thou bleeding Lamb!
These joys we owe to thee,
Then take the glory, Lord! 'tis thine!
And shall for ever be.
PRAISE to God, immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days;
Bounteous source of every joy,
Let thy praise our tongues employ:
All to thee, O God, we owe,
Source whence all our blessings flow.
2 All the blessings of the fields,
All the stores the garden yields,
Flocks that whiten all the plain,
Yellow sheaves of ripened grain:
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
3 Clouds that drop their fattening dews,
Suns that genial warmth diffuse,
All the plenty summer pours,
Autumn's rich o'erflowing stores:
Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 4 Peace, prosperity, and health, Private bliss, and public wealth, * Knowledge, with its gladdening streams, Pure religion's holier beams:
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
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FROM stern oppression's haughty land
Our father's crossed the boisterous
A patient, firm, and patriot band;
Thou God of battles mad'st them brave;
O make us ever blest and free,
A land of peace and liberty.
2 To thee, their steadfast, suppliant eyes Were raised, 'mid war and dread alarm; O God of battles, from the skies,
Thy mercy sent the conquering arm; Still guard our freedom, rights, and fame, While we exalt thy holy name.
3 Here we, the children of the free,
Now gladly chant the joyful song, And own our boundless debt to thee, Which time shall gladly bear along, Be this our universal cry,
For God, for home, for liberty.
LORD, our fathers oft have told,
In our attentive ears,
Thy wonders in their days performed, i
And in more ancient years.
2 'Twas not their courage, or their sword, To them salvation gave;
'Twas not their number, or their strength,
That did our country save.
3 But thy right hand, thy powerful arm,
Whose succour they implored;
Thy providence protected them,
Who thy great name adored.
4 As thee their God our fathers owned,
So thou art still our King;
O, therefore, as thou didst to them,
To us deliverance bring.
5 To thee the glory we ascribe,
From whom salvation came;
In God, our shield, we will rejoice,
And ever bless thy name.
SWELL the anthem, raise the song;
Praises to our God belong;
Saints and angels join to sing
Praises to heaven's Almighty King.
2 Blessings from his liberal hand,
Pour around this happy land;
Let our hearts, beneath his sway,
Hail the bright, triumphant day.
3 Now to thee our joys ascend,
Thou hast been our heavenly Friend!
Guarded by thy mighty power,
Peace and freedom bless our shore.
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