The night is far spent, the day is at hand.-Rom. xiii. 12. mf 609 HARK! hark, my soul; angelic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields, and ocean's wave-beat shore: Of that new life when sin shall be no more. p Angels of Jesus, cr angels of light, f Singing to welcome p the pilgrims of the night. mf 4 Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary, The day must dawn, and darksome night be past; Faith's journey ends in welcome to the weary, And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. p Angels of Jesus, cr angels of light, f Singing to welcome p the pilgrims of the night. mf 5 Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keeping; Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above; Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, cr And life's long shadows break in cloudless love. p Angels of Jesus, cr angels of light, f Singing to welcome p the pilgrims of the night. Amen. F. W. FABER 7. This is the rest for weary ones brought back; || This is the food and drink which | none shall lack,|| The throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it.-Rev. xxii. 3. mf611 BEHOLD! how glorious is yon sky; Lo! there the righteous never die, And win Thy gracious favour? mf 2 Confiding in Thy sacred word, J A. SCHLEGEL. All Saints. 87.87.77. What are these which are arrayed in white robes? and whence came they?-Rev. vii. 13. mf612 WHO are these like stars ap pearing, These, before God's throne who stand? f Praising loud their heavenly King. mf2 Who are these in dazzling brightness, Clothed in God's own righteousness, These, whose robes of purest whiteness Shall their lustre still possess, Still untouched by time's rude hand! Whence came all this glorious band? f 3 These are they who have contended For their Saviour's honour long, Wrestling on till life was ended, Following not the sinful throng; These, who well the fight sustained, dim 4 These are they whose hearts were riven, mf5 These are they who watched and waited, H. T. SCHENCK, tr. by F. E. Cox. What are these which are arrayed in white robes ?-Rev. vii. 13. mf613 HOW bright these glorious cr spirits shine! Whence all their bright array? dim 2 Lo! these are they from sufferings great, And serve the God they love, amidst 4 His presence fills each heart with joy, By day, by night, the sacred courts dim 5 Hunger and thirst are felt no more, cr mf6 God is their sun whose cheering beams TheLamb who dwells amidst the throne 7 In pastures green He'll lead His flock dim And God the Lord from every eye 1 God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.-Rev. xxi. 4. 1614 TEN thousand times ten thousand, In sparkling raiment bright, The armies of the ransomed saints Throng up the steeps of light: mf 'Tis finished! all is finished, Their fight with death and sin; cr Fling open wide the golden gates, And let the victors in. mf3 Oh, then what raptured greetings 春季 f 2 What rush of hallelujahs Fills all the earth and sky! O day, for which creation O joy, for all its former woes cr 4 Bring near Thy great salvation, f mf Appear, Desire of nations, Thine exiles long for home; cr Shew in the heavens Thy promised sign: Thou Prince and Saviour, come! Amen. H. ALFORD. |