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EMPIRE OF OHRIST.
HYMN 204. H. M.
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The wondrous things foretold
Its silver honours pays ;
Devotes his brightest days;
That happy, glorious day,
Shall own thy gentle sway ;
Eternal be thy reign ;
To wear thy gentle chain :
HYMN 205. L. M.
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Kingdom of Christ.
The known and unknown worlds obey,
Display his power, exalt his throne. 2 As rain on meadows newly mown
Shall Jesus send his blessings down :
Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 3 The heathen lands, that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
And deserts blossom at the sight.
Dressed in the robes of joy and praise ;
HYMN 206. H. M. [#]
Empire of Righteousness.
And praise his mighty name;
And chant his growing fame :
He shall forever wield;
His foes, before his face,
To strength divine shall yield :
By sin beguiled, betrayed,
And willing subjects made :
By liberal things upheld,
All hearts with joy be filled ;
HYMN 207. C. M. [#]
Reign of Christ.
Beneath his gentle sway
And his commands obey. 2 From sea to sea, from shore shore,
All nations shall be blest :
He gives his people rest.
In each returning spring,
And makes creation sing,
4 So Jesus, by his heavenly grace,
Descends on man below;
In gentle currents flow.
Or moon shall cheer the night,
By love's resistless might.
Shall Zion's King restore,
Give boundless blessings more.
HYMN 208. L. M. [#]
Dominion of Christ. 1 Thus the eternal Father spake
To Christ the Son :Ascend, and sit At my right hand till I shall make
Thy foes submissive at thy feet.
Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand,
And bow their wills to thy command. 3 That day shall show thy power is great,
When saints shall flock with willing minds, And sinners crowd thy temple gate,
Where holiness in beauty shines. 4 O power divine ! O glorious day !
What a large victory shall ensue !
Exceed the drops of morning dew!
HYMN 209. L. P. M. [#]
Kingdom of Christ. 1 To Christ, the Son, the Father spake : Lo, ask of me, and I will make
The heathen to thy sceptre bend;
And wide thine empire shall extend. 2 Now Jesus waves his sceptre high, Unfurls his banners in the sky,
While loud the gospel trumpets sound :
While trophies to the Lord abound. 3 Before him kings and tyrants fall
, Detest their crowns, and on him call,
And he a pardon freely gives : The world, in sin, was dead before; To life the world he will restore,
And in him all the world shall live. 4 O Lord, thy government shall be Extended wide, from sea to sea,
And long thy sceptre thou shalt hold; As long as sun or moon shall shine, Thou King of all the earth shalt reign,
The mysteries of thy grace unfold.