429 ANVERN. L. M. Arr. by L. MASON. Triumphant Zi on, lift thy head From dust, and dark - ness and the dead; Tho' humbled long,awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength,And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. 1055 Home Missions. 2 In peopled vale, in lonely glen, Hear not the message sent from thee! Be gathered to thy peaceful fold. Send them thy mighty word to speak, Till faith shall dawn, and doubt depart, To awe the bold, to stay the weak, And bind and heal the broken heart. 5 Then all these wastes, a dreary scene, William C. Bryant. LET Zion and her sons rejoice Behold the promised hour! Her God hath heard her mourning voice, 2 Her dust and ruins that remain 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, 4 He sits a sovereign on his throne, He hears the dying prisoners' groan, 5 He frees the souls condemned to death; 1057 "Can a mother forget?" A MOTHER may forgetful be, For human love is frail; But thy Creator's love to thee, O Zion, cannot fail. Isaac Watts. 2 No: thy dear name engraven stands, In characters of love, On thine almighty Father's hands, SHINE, mighty God! on Zion shine 2 When shall thy name, from shore to shore, Sound all the earth abroad, And distant nations know and love 3 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands! 4 Earth shall obey her Maker's will, 5 God, the Redeemer, scatters round While the creation's utmost bound Isaac Watts. MOSCOW. IOS. Arr. fr. A. LwOFF. Rise,crown'd with light, imperial Sa -lem, rise! Exalt thy tow'ring head,and lift thine eyes; RISE, crowned with light, imperial Salem, Walk in the light, and in thy temple bend; See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings, While every land its joyful tribute brings. 4 The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay, Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away; But fixed his word, his saving power remains; Thy realms shall last, thy own Messiah reigns! Alexander Pope. I. PLEYEL. D. S. Lord of all worlds, incline thy bounteous ear, Thy children's voice, in tender mercy, hear; Bear thy blest promise, fixed as hills, in mind, D. S.-And shed renewing grace on lost mankind! Till o'er our ransomed nature The day of Jubilee. Reginald Heber. 1062 God's reign of joy and peace! 2 Lift up thy voice, O watchman! And shout, from Zion's towers, Thy hallelujah chorus, "The victory is ours!" The Lord shall build up Zion In glory and renown, And Jesus, Judah's lion, Shall wear his rightful crown. 3 Break forth in hymns of gladness; O waste Jerusalem! Let songs, instead of sadness, Thy jubilee proclaim; Behold, O earth! the glorious Salvation of our God! Benjamin Gough MUNICH. 75, 6s. D. Arr. fr. MENDELSSOHN. Our country's voice is pleading, Ye men of God, a rise! His prov-i-dence is leading,' The land before you lies; Day-gleams are o'er it bright'ning, And promise clothes the soil; Widefields, for har-vest whitening, Invite the reaper's toil. When all shall dwell together, To moles and bats be thrown, 2 Shall Jew and Gentile, meeting From many a distant shore, Around one altar kneeling, One common Lord adore? Shall all that now divides us Remove and pass away, Like shadows of the morning Before the blaze of day? 3 Shall all that now unites us More sweet and lasting prove, A closer bond of union, In a blest land of love? 4 O long-expected dawning, O sweet anticipation! It cheers the watchers on, To pray, and hope, and labor, Till the dark night be gone. Jane Borthwick |