115 The Lord God Omnipotent reigneth.-Rev. xix. 6. [D. 7s. 1 HARK! the song of Jubilee, Loud as mighty thunders roar; When it breaks upon the shore. God omnipotent shall reign: Echo round the earth and main. Sheathed his sword: he speaks-'tis done; Are the kingdoms of his Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole He shall reign, when, like a scroll, God in Christ, is all in all.' 116 Let the hills be joyful together before the Lord, [6s. 8s. for he cometh.-Ps. xcviii. 8, 9. 1 2 HILLS of the North, rejoice, Valley and lowland, sing: Though absent long, your Lord is nigh; He judgment brings and victory. Isles of the Southern seas, Deep in your coral caves 3 4 5 He comes to reign with boundless sway, Soon shall your sons be free; And rise to liberty. On your far hills, long cold and gray, Shores of the utmost West, Ye that have waited long, Break forth to swelling song: Shout while ye journey home, From East, and West, and South. City of God, the bond are free: We come to live and reign in thee." 117 Pray for us, that the word of the Lord may have [6s. 4s. free course.-2 Thess. iii. 1. 1 LORD of all power and might, O let the Gospel sound 2 Hail, blessed Jubilee: Thine was the mighty plan, Away with praise of man, 118 3 Lo, what embattled foes, One for his truth we stand, 4 Onward shall be our course, His word ere long shall run God said, Let there be light, and there was 1 THOU, whose almighty word 2 Thou, who didst come to bring Health to the sick in mind, O now, to all mankind, Let there be light. 3 Spirit of truth and love, Speed forth thy flight: Move on the water's face, [68. 4s. 4 Holy and Blessèd Three, Glorious Trinity, Wisdom, Love, Might, Boundless as ocean's tide, Through the world, far and wide, t Lent: Penitential Hymns. "CREATE AND MAKE IN US NEW AND CONTRITE HEARTS." 119 Him that cometh unto me I will in no wise cast [C.M. out.-John vi. 37. 1 APPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat, 2 Thy promise is my only plea, Thou callest burden'd souls to thee, 3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, 4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place, 5 O wondrous love, to bleed and die, D 120 121 I have surely heard Ephraim bemoaning him- 1 0 LORD, turn not thy face from me, 2 A gate which opens wide to those Shut not that gate against me, Lord, 3 I need not to confess my life 5 O Lord, I need not to repeat 6 Mercy, good Lord, mercy I ask; For mercy, Lord, is all my suit, [C.M. He healeth the broken in heart.--Ps. cxlvii. 3. [C.M. 1 WHEN, Wounded sore, the stricken soul Lies bleeding and unbound, One only hand, a piercèd hand, Can salve the sinner's wound. 2 When sorrow swells the laden breast, |