322. THE SALVATION OF ALL. L. M. *BUTCHER. All Mankind in Heaven. 1 FROM north and south, from east and west, 2 In one immortal throng we view 3 Howe'er divided once below, One bliss, one spirit here they know! 323. C. M. WATTS. Prospect of Universal Blessedness. 1 Lo, what a glorious sight appears The earth and seas are passed away, 2 From the third heaven, where God resides, That holy, happy place, The New Jerusalem comes down, 3 Attending angels shout for joy, 4 The God of glory down to men Men, the dear objects of his grace, 5 'His own soft hand shall wipe the tears And pains and groans, and griefs and fears, 6 How long, dear Savior, O how long Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, 324. L. M. The Same. ANONYMOUS. 1 LIFT up your joyful eyes, and see 2 A harvest of immortal souls, Nor heat, nor cold, nor storms, shall hurt, 3 0 happy day! when all our race 325. S. M. *H. BALLOU. The Same. 1 IN God's eternity There shall a day arise, When all the race of man shall be With Jesus in the skies. 2 As night before the rays Of morning flees away, Sin shall retire before the blaze 3 As music fills the grove When stormy clouds are past, 4 Redeemed from death and sin, 326. 7s M. MONTGOMERY. Jubilee of Christ's Universal Triumph. 1 HARK! the song of jubilee, Loud as mighty thunders roar, Or the fulness of the sea, When it breaks upon the shore : 'Hallelujah! for the Lord Echo round the earth and main. 2 Hallelujah!-hark! the sound, Heard through earth, and through the skies All creation's harmonies : See Jehovah's banner furled, Sheathed his sword; he speaks,-'tis done! And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of his Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole He shall reign when, like a scroll, REDEMPTION, GRACE, AND PARDON. 327. C. M. *WATTS. Surpassing Glories of Redemption. 1 FATHER, how wide thy glory shines! How high thy wonders rise! Known through the earth by thousand signs, 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power; 3 Part of thy name divinely stands 4 But when we view thy grand design Where wisdom, power, and goodness shine In their most glorious forms, 5 Our thoughts are lost in reverend awe; The holy angels never saw |