C. P. M.

291.

MEDLEY.

Excellency of Christ.

1 O COULD we speak the matchless worth,
O could we sound the glories forth,
Which in our Saviour shine,

We'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings,
And vie with Gabriel, while he sings,
In notes almost divine.

2 We'd sing the characters he bears,
And all the forms of love he wears,
Exalted on his throne:

In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,
We would, to everlasting days,
Make all his glories known.

3 O the delightful day will come,

When Christ, our Lord, will bring us home,
And we shall see his face :

Then, with our Saviour, Brother, Friend,
A blest eternity we 'll spend,
Triumphant in his grace.

C. M.

292.

DUNCAN.

The Glorification of Christ.

1 ALL hail the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.

2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God,
Who from his altars call;

Praise him who shed for you his blood,
And crown him Lord of all.

3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.

4 Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,

To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.

5 O that, with yonder sacred throng,
We at his feet may fall,
And join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.

C. M.

293.

SCOTCH PARAPHRASES.

The Latter Day's Glory.

1 O'ER mountain-tops, the mount of God
In latter days shall rise

Above the summits of the hills,
And draw the wandering eyes.

2 To this the joyful nations round,
All tribes and tongues, shall flow;
Up to the mount of God, they say,
And to his house, we 'll go.

3 The beams that shine from Zion's hill
Shall lighten every land;

The king who reigns in Salem's towers,
Shall the whole world command.

4 Among the nations he shall judge,
His judgments truth shall guide;
His sceptre shall protect the just,
And crush the sinner's pride.

5 No war shall rage, nor hostile strife Disturb those happy years;

To ploughshares men shall beat their swords,
To pruninghooks their spears.

6 No longer hosts encountering hosts
Shall crowds of slain deplore;
They'll hang the trumpet in the hall,
And study war no more.

C. M.

294.

MOORE.

The Latter Day.

1 WHO shall behold the glorious day,
When, throned on Zion's brow,
The Lord shall rend the veil away
Which hides the nations now!
When earth no more beneath the fear
Of His rebuke shall lie;

When pain shall cease, and every tear
Be wiped from every eye.

2 Then shall the world no longer mourn
Beneath oppression's chain;

The days of splendor shall return,
And all be new again.

The fount of life shall then be quaffed
In peace by all who come,

And every wind that blows shall waft
Some long-lost exile home.

L. M.

295.

E. TAYLOR.

Christ our Life.

1 THERE's not a hope with comfort fraught, Triumphant over death and time,

But Jesus mingles in the thought,
Forerunner of our course sublime.

2 His image meets me in the hour
Of joy, and brightens every smile;
I see him, when the tempests lower,
Each terror soothe, each grief beguile.

3 I see him in the daily round
Of social duty, mild and meek;
With him I tread the hallowed ground,
Communion with my God to seek.

4 I see his pitying, gentle eye,

When lonely want appeals for aid;
I hear him in the frequent sigh,

That mourns the waste which sin has made

5 I meet him at the lowly tomb;

I weep where Jesus wept before;
And there, above the grave's dark gloom,
I see him rise, and weep no more.

L. M.

296.

WATTS.

Christ's Kingdom. Psalm 72.

1 JESUS shall reign where'er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

2 For him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown his head;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.

3 People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song,
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.

4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns; The prisoner leaps to loose his chains; The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.

5 Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our King,
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen

L. M.

297.

Glorying in Christ.

WESLEY'S COL.

1

LET not the wise their wisdom boast;
The mighty glory in his might;
The rich in flattering riches trust,
Which take their everlasting flight.

2 The rush of numerous years bears down
The most gigantic strength of man;
And where is all his wisdom gone,
When dust he turns to dust again?

3 The Lord, my righteousness, I praise,
I triumph in the love divine,

The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace In Christ through endless ages mine.

C. M.

298.

Moses and Christ.

WATTS.

1 NOT to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempest, fire, and smoke;