3 To pray and wait the hour,
That awful hour unknown,
When, robed in majesty and power,
Thou shalt from heaven come down.

4 0, may we all be found

Obedient to thy word,

Attentive to the trumpet's sound,
And looking for our Lord!

5 0, may we all insure

A home among the blest;

And watch a moment to secure
An everlasting rest!

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"I know whom I have Believed." L. M. 6 lines.

1 My Saviour! can it ever be,

And wilt thou deign to smile on me?
Yes! thou wilt own me on that day,—
Thou wilt not cast my soul away:
I know in whom I have believed;
I know by whom I am received.

2 'Tis even so, my dying Lord!
Cleansed by thine all-atoning blood,
I venture to believe, that day,

When heaven and earth shall pass away,
Will bring me bliss without alloy,
And consummate and crown my joy.

495

Luther's Judgment Hymn. 7s & 8s Peculiar.

1 GREAT God! what do I see and hear!

The end of things created!
Behold the Judge of man appear,
On clouds of glory seated:

The trumpet sounds; the graves restore
The dead which they contained before:
Prepare, my soul, to meet Him.

2 The dead in Christ shall first arise,
At the last trumpet's sounding,
Caught up to meet Him in the skies,
With joy their Lord surrounding:
No gloomy fears their souls dismay,
His presence sheds eternal day

On those prepared to meet Him.

3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears,
Behold his wrath prevailing;

For they shall rise, and find their tears
And sighs are unavailing:

The day of grace is past and gone;
Trembling they stand before the throne,
All unprepared to meet Him.

4 Great God! what do I see and hear!
The end of things created!
Behold the Judge of man appear,
On clouds of glory seated:

Low at his cross I wait the day

When heaven and earth shall pass away,
And thus prepare to meet Him.

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HEAVEN.

The Everlasting Song.

1 EARTH has engrossed my love too long;
'Tis time I lift my eyes

Upward, dear Father, to thy throne,
And to my native skies.

2 There the blest Man, my Saviour, sits;
The God! how bright he shines!
And scatters infinite delights

On all the happy minds.

3 Seraphs, with elevated strains,
Circle the throne around;

And move and charm the starry plains
With an immortal sound.

4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs;
Jesus, thy love they sing;

Jesus, the life of all our joys,

Sounds sweet from every string.

5 Now let me mount and join their song, And be an angel too:

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My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue,-
Here's joyful work for you.

6 I would begin the music here,
And so my soul should rise:
O, for some heavenly notes to bear
My passions to the skies!

7 Where ye that love my Saviour sit,
There I would fain have place,
Among your thrones, or at your feet,
So I might see his face!

1 LET me be with thee where thou art,
My Saviour, my eternal Rest!
Then only will this longing heart
Be fully, and for ever blest.

2 Let me be with thee where thou art!
Thy unveiled glory to behold;
Then only will this wandering heart
Cease to be treacherous, faithless, cold.

3 Let me be with thee where thou art!

Where spotless saints thy name adore; Then only will this sinful heart

Be evil and defiled no more.

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4 Let me be with thee where thou art!

Where none can die, where none remove;
There neither life nor death shall part

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Me from thy presence and thy love.

The Saviour Glorified.

1 0, THE delights, the heavenly joys,
The glories of the place,

Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams
Of his o'erflowing grace!

2 Sweet majesty and awful love
Sit smiling on his brow,

And all the glorious ranks above
At humble distance bow.

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3 Princes to his imperial name
Bend their bright sceptres down
Dominions, thrones, and powers rejoice
To see him wear the crown.

4 Archangels sound his lofty praise
Through every heavenly street,
And lay their highest honours down
Submissive at his feet.

5 This is the Man, th' exalted Man,
Whom we unseen adore;

But when our eyes behold his face,

Our hearts shall love him more.

C. M.