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The Lord is at hand. Phil. iv. 5.

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1 mf AGAIN the Church's year hath run its round, Again is heard afar her warning cry, Again the echo of the trumpet-sound,

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To men proclaiming that the Lord is nigh. 2 mf The night of human life is well-nigh spent ; The day-star's streaming from the eastern sky,

cres The herald of the coming morning, sent To tell to fallen man, the Lord is nigh.

3 Awake, awake then, ye that slumber now; Rise, greet the radiance dawning from on high;

Cast off the works of darkness here below, For Christ, the Light of Light, the Lord is nigh.

4 Awake, awake, and walk as in the day; Awake, and now no longer fear to die, For He Who came the sting to take away, And conquer death,-the Lord of life is nigh.

5 Awake, awake, and with the morning light Rise, heavenward looking with unwaver

ing eye;

Rise, put your armour on, and fight the fight,

As those who know and feel their Lord

is nigh.

6 Awake, awake, shake off your earth-born sleep;

Awake, (p) that when at last ye come to die,

cres Your greatest joy, (dim) when friends around

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1 mf CAST away the works of darkness, Haste to gird your armour on,

dim Ere your noon hath lost its brightness, And the eve of death's begun ;

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Cast

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the works of night,

Walk as children of the light.

2 mf Cast away the works of darkness,
Light is dawning from on high,
Now when Christ, your King, Redeemer,
Came in great humility;

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Cast away the works of night,
Walk as children of the light.

3 mf Cast away the works of darkness,
Ere your fleeting breath hath fled,
cres So that when again He cometh,
Judge alike of quick and dead,

Ye may through His wondrous love,

Meet Him in the courts above.

4 To Whose glory ever living,
Reigning o'er the realms on high,
With the Father and the Spirit,
One in Three eternally,

Ye shall then with angels raise
Songs and hymns of endless praise.

Amen.

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Godfrey Thring.

Behold, the Judge standeth before the door.
James v. 9.

8.8.

1 GOD cometh, (mƒ) let the heart prepare, Let all be swept and garnished there.

2 mf Not as the Babe of Bethlehem ;cres He comes to doom, to diadem.

3 mf Not as the scorned, the crucified :— cres The Bridegroom seeks His waiting Bride. 4 With clouds He comes, and every eye Shall see the Judge of souls draw nigh.

5 The trump shall sound, and cohorts bright Will swell His train of wondrous might.

6 Behold He standeth at the door,

The Christ, (dim) Whose pity we implore. prepare, Deep let the Cross be planted there. 8 mf So when the sign in heaven appears, cres The Cross within shall stay our fears. 9 dim Thus in that day of woe and dread, PO God, may we be comforted. Amen.

7 God cometh, (mf) let the heart

W. Chatterton Dix.

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Now it is high time to awake out of sleep.

Rom. xiii. 11.

1 HARK! a thrilling voice is sounding;
'Christ is nigh!' it seems to say;
'Cast away the works of darkness,
O ye children of the day!'

2 my Startled at the solemn warning,
Let the earth-bound soul arise;

cres Christ, our Sun, all sloth dispelling, Shines upon the morning skies.

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3 Lo! the Lamb, so long expected,

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Comes with pardon down from heaven; dim Let us haste, with tears of sorrow,

All through Him to be forgiven.

4 my So when next He comes in glory, And the world is wrapped in fear,

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May He then as our Defender

On the clouds of heaven appear.

5 Let, then, prayer and praise be offered To the Father and the Son,

With the Everlasting Spirit,

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One in Three, and Three in One.

Amen.

Ambrosian Hymn (4th cent.),
tr. E. Caswall (1841-1878).

He hath sent Me to bind up the broken-hearted, to
proclaim liberty to the captives. Is. lxi. 1.

C.M.

1 HARK the glad sound! the Saviour comes,

The Saviour promised long;

Let every

heart prepare a throne,

And every voice a song.

2 He comes, the prisoners to release In Satan's bondage held;

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The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure,

cres And with the treasures of His grace
To enrich the humble poor.

4 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With Thy beloved Name.

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1 I SAW, and lo, a great white throne
Midway from heaven descending:
And there was One Who sat thereon,
With myriad hosts attending:
The everlasting angel-quires,

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And ministers like flaming fires,'
Telling the day of Judgment.

2 The great archangel sweeping by,
With trumpet's mighty clangour,
Awakes the world, and fills the sky
With sound of God's dread anger.
dim The first of men, the last of all,
Stand in their order, 'great and
small,'

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Before the throne of Judgment.

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