2 All hail! exalted Priest !
To Thee our all we give ;
Enthroned above the skies,
All homage to receive :
There deign in our behalf to plead ;
Yea, there for ever intercede.
3 Jesus, the gift impart,
Thy risen power to know,
And teach each quickened heart
In Thy true love to glow.
Thou art the Life-our sins forgive :
Speak Thou the word, and we shall live.
4 All hail! victorious Lord,
At God's right hand above,
Triumphant o'er Thy foes,
Triumphant in Thy love.
To Thee our joyful songs we bring;
To Thee we bow, all-conquering King.
AIL to the Lord's Anointed,
Great David's greater Son!
Hail, in the time appointed,
His reign on earth begun!
He comes to break oppression;
To set the captive free;
To take away transgression,
And rule in equity.
2 He shall come down like showers
Upon the fruitful earth;
And joy and hope like flowers
Spring in His path to birth.
Before Him on the mountains
Shall peace, the herald, go:
And righteousness, in fountains,
From hill to valley flow.
3 Arabia's desert-ranger
To Him shall bow the knee : The Ethiopian stranger
His glory come to see;
With offerings of devotion,
Ships from the isles shall meet,
To pour the wealth of ocean
In tribute at His feet.
4 Kings shall fall down before Him,
And gold and incense bring;
All nations shall adore Him,
His praise all people sing:
For He shall have dominion
O'er river, sea, and shore,
Far as the eagle's pinion
Or dove's light wing can soar.
5 For Him shall prayer unceasing,
And daily vows ascend ;
His kingdom still increasing,-
A kingdom without end.
The mountain dews shall nourish
A seed in weakness sown,
Whose fruit shall spread and flourish,
And shake like Lebanon.
6 O'er every foe victorious,
He on His throne shall rest;
From age to age more glorious,
All-blessing and all-blest.
The tide of time shall never
His covenant remove :
His name shall stand for ever:
His great, best name of Love.
ESUS shall reign where'er the sun
Does His successive journeys run:
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
2 Behold the islands with their kings,
And Europe her best tribute brings;
From north to south the princes meet
To pay their homage at His feet.
3 There Persia glorious to behold,
There India shines in eastern gold:
And barbarous nations at His word
Submit and bow and own their Lord.
4 For Him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown His head;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.
5 People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His name.
6 Blessings abound where'er He reigns,
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains,
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.
7 Where He displays His healing power, Death and the curse are known no more; In Him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.
8 Let every creature rise, and bring
Peculiar honours to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.
7s. Double. Hallelujah.-Rev. xix. 6.
ARK! the song of Jubilee,
Loud as mighty thunder's 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 banner 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.
342 In His days shall the righteous flourish; and abundance of peace so long
T came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending
near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold-
Peace to the earth, good will to men,-
From heaven's all-gracious King;
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing.
2 Still through the cloven skies they come,
With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats
weary world;
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on heavenly wing,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.
3 Yet, with the woes of sin and strife,
The world has suffered long;
Beneath the angel-strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song which they bring :
O hush the noise, ye men of strife,
And hear the angels sing!
4 And ye, beneath life's crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way,
With painful steps and slow;
Look now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing:
O rest beside the weary road
And hear the angels sing!
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