mf JESUS, Thy Church with longing eyes
For Thy expected coming waits:
When will the promised light arise,
cr And glory beam from Zion's gates?

mf 2 Ev'n now, when tempests round us fall,
And wintry clouds o'ercast the sky,
Thy words with pleasure we recal,
And deem that our redemption's nigh.

mp 3 Come, gracious Lord, our hearts renew,
Our foes repel, our wrongs redress,
Man's rooted enmity subdue,

And crown Thy Gospel with success.

mf 4 O come, and reign o'er every land;
Let Satan from His throne be hurled;
All nations bow to Thy command,
And grace revive a dying world!

mf 5 Yes, Thou wilt speedily appear!
The smitten earth already reels;

cr And not far off we seem to hear
ƒ The thunder of Thy chariot wheels.

mp 6 Teach us in watchfulness and prayer
To wait for the appointed hour;
cr And fit us by Thy grace to share

f The triumphs of Thy conquering power.

Amen.

Amen.

W. H. BATHURST

fBEHOLD! the Mountain of the Lord

In latter days shall rise

On mountain tops, above the hills,
And draw the wondering eyes.

f2 To this the joyful nations round,

All tribes and tongues shall flow;
Up to the hill of God, they'll say,
And to His house we'll go.

f 3 The beam that shines from Zion hill
Shall lighten every land;

The King Who reigns in Salem's towers
Shall all the world command.

mp 4 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign,
Or mar the peaceful years;

To ploughshares men shall beat their swords,
To pruning-hooks their spears.

mf 5 No longer hosts encountering hosts
Their millions slain deplore;

They hang the trumpet in the hall,
And study war no more.

mf 6 Come, then! O, come from every land,

To worship at His shrine;

cr And, walking in the Light of God,

With holy beauties shine.

Amen.

M. BRUCE.

582 OLD HUNDREDTH.

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L.M.