5 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long,
Steals on the ear the distant triumph-song,

And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia!

6 The golden evening brightens in the west;

Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest;

Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Alleluia!

7 But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day;
The saints triumphant rise in bright array;

The King of glory passes on His way. Alleluia!

8 From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast,
Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host,
Singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Alleluia.

Rev. HUGH STOWELL,1827

190

OLD CHAPEL L. M.

First Tune

ENOS ANDREW

1. From ev'ry storm-y wind that blows,From ev-'ry swell-ing tide of woes, 2. There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of glad-ness on our heads, 3. There is a spot where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellow-ship with friend; 4. There,there, on ea-gle's wing we soar, And time and sense seems all no more,

4

There is a calm, a sure retreat; 'Tis found beneath the

seat.

seat.

mer-cy seat.
A place than all besides more sweet; It is the blood-bought mer-cy
Tho' sunder'd far, by faith they meet Around one com-mon mer-cy
And heav'n comes down,our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mer-cy

seat. A-men.

There is a calm, a sure re-treat; 'Tis found beneath the mer-cy seat. A-men.

Rev. JOHN NEWTON, 1779

191

DALEHURST C. M.

ARTHUR COTTMAN, 1872

an

swers pray'r; venture nigh;

1. Ap-proach, my soul, the mer cy-seat, Where Je - sus
2. Thy prom - ise is my on ly plea, With this I
3. Bowed down be-neath a load of sin, By Sa tan sore

ly press'd,

Wher-e'er they seek Thee, Thou art found, And ev'ry place is hallowed ground.
Such ev-er bring Thee where they come, And go-ing,take Thee to their home.
Here to our wait-ing hearts pro-claim The sweetness of Thy sav-ing name.
To teach our faint de- sires to rise, And bring all heav'n before our eyes. A-men.

Rev. WILLIAM W. WALFORD

193

CONSOLATION 89. D.

WILLIAM B. BRADBURY, 1859

1. Sweet hour of pray'r! sweet hour of pray'r! That calls me from a world of care, 2. Sweet hour of pray'r! sweet hour of pray'r! Thy wings shall my pe- ti- tion bear

And bids me at

my Fa-ther's throne Make all my wants and wishes known: To Him whose truth and faith- ful-ness En-gage the wait-ing soul to bless.

And oft

es-caped the tempter's snare, By thy re- turn,sweet hour of pray'r! I'll cast on Him my ev'ry care And wait for thee,sweet hour of pray'r!