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LORD, WHO SHALL BEAR THAT DAY.

(AIR.-DR. BOYCE.)

LORD, who shall bear that day, so dread, so splendid, When we shall see thy Angel, hov'ring o'er

This sinful world, with hand to heav'n extended,

And hear him swear by Thee that Time's no more? When Earth shall feel thy fast consuming ray— Who, Mighty GOD, oh who shall bear that day?

When through the world thy awful call hath sounded-
Wake all ye Dead, to judgment wake, ye Dead!”
And from the clouds, by seraph eyes surrounded,
The Saviour shall put forth his radiant head;
While Earth and Heav'n before Him pass away-
Who, Mighty GOD, oh who shall bear that day?

When, with a glance, th' Eternal Judge shall sever
Earth's evil spirits from the pure and bright,
And say to those, "Depart from me for ever!"

To these, "Come, dwell with me in endless light!"
When each and all in silence take their way—
Who, Mighty GOD, oh who shall bear that day?

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Он, teach me to love Thee, to feel what Thou art,
Till, fill'd with the one sacred image, my heart

Shall all other passions disown;

Like some pure temple, that shines apart,

Reserv'd for thy worship alone.

In joy and in sorrow, through praise and through blame, Thus still let me, living and dying the same,

In Thy service bloom and decay

Like some lone altar, whose votive flame
In holiness wasteth away.

Though born in this desert, and doom'd by my birth
To pain and affliction, to darkness and dearth,

On Thee let my spirit rely

Like some rude dial, that, fix'd on earth,
Still looks for its light from the sky.

WEEP, CHILDREN OF ISRAEL.

(AIR.-STEVENSON.)

WEEP, weep for him, the Man of GOD-
In yonder vale he sunk to rest;
But none of earth can point the sod
That flowers above his sacred breast.
Weep, children of Israel, weep!

His doctrine fell like Heaven's rain,

His words refresh'd like Heaven's dew

Oh, ne'er shall Israel see again

A Chief, to GOD and her so true.
Weep, children of Israel, weep!

Remember ye his parting gaze,
His farewell song by Jordan's tide,
When, full of glory and of days,
He saw the promis'd land-and died.
Weep, children of Israel, weep!

Yet died he not as men who sink,
Before our eyes, to soulless clay;
But, chang'd to spirit, like a wink
Of summer lightning, pass'd away.
Weep, children of Israel, weep!

AWAKE, ARISE, THY LIGHT IS COME.

(AIR.-STEVENSON.)

AWAKE, arise, thy light is come;

The nations, that before outshone thee,
Now at thy feet lie dark and dumb-
The glory of the LORD is on thee!

Arise-the Gentiles to thy ray,

From ev'ry nook of earth shall cluster;
And kings and princes haste to pay
Their homage to thy rising lustre.

Lift up thine eyes around, and see,

O'er foreign fields, o'er farthest waters,

Thy exil'd sons return to thee,

To thee return thy home-sick daughters.

And camels rich, from Midian's tents,

Shall lay their treasures down before thee;

And Saba bring her gold and scents,

To fill thy air and sparkle o'er thee.

See, who are these that, like a cloud,

Are gathering from all earth's dominions,

Like doves, long absent, when allow'd
Homeward to shoot their trembling pinions.

Surely the isles shall wait for me,

The ships of Tarshish round will hover,

To bring thy sons across the sea,

And waft their gold and silver over.

And Lebanon thy pomp shall grace-

The fir, the pine, the palm victorious

Shall beautify our Holy Place,

And make the ground I tread on glorious.

No more shall Discord haunt thy ways,

Nor ruin waste thy cheerless nation;
But thou shalt call thy portals, Praise,

And thou shalt name thy walls Salvation.

The sun no more shall make thee bright,
Nor moon shall lend her lustre to thee;
But GOD, Himself, shall be thy Light,
And flash eternal glory through thee.

Thy sun shall never more go down;
A ray, from Heav'n itself descended,
Shall light thy everlasting crown-

Thy days of mourning all are ended.

My own, elect, and righteous Land!
The Branch, for ever green and vernal,
Which I have planted with this hand-
Live thou shalt in Life Eternal.

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"WAR against Babylon!" shout we around, Be our banners through earth unfurl'd; Rise up, ye nations, ye kings, at the sound"War against Babylon!" shout through the world! Oh thou, that dwellest on many waters,

Thy day of pride is ended now;

And the dark curse of Israel's daughters

Breaks, like a thunder-cloud, over thy brow!

War, war, war against Babylon!

Make bright the arrows, and gather the shields,
Set the standard of God on high;

Swarm we, like locusts, o'er all her fields,

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"Zion" our watchword, and "vengeance. our cry!

Woe! Woe!-the time of thy visitation
Is come, proud Land, thy doom is cast-
And the black surge of desolationi

Sweeps o'er thy guilty head, at last!
War, war, war against Babylon!

HARK 'TIS THE BREEZE.

(AIR-ROUSSEAU.)

HARK! 'tis the breeze of twilight calling
Earth's weary children to repose ;
While, round the couch of Nature falling,
Gently the night's soft curtains close.
Soon o'er a world, in sleep reclining,
Numberless stars, through yonder dark,
Shall look, like eyes of Cherubs shining
From out the veils that hid the Ark.

Guard us, oh Thou, who never sleepest,
Thou who, in silence thron'd above,
Throughout all time, unwearied, keepest

Thy watch of Glory, Pow'r, and Love.
Grant that, beneath thine eye, securely,

Our souls, awhile from life withdrawn, May, in their darkness, stilly, purely,

Like "sealed fountains," rest till dawn.

SINCE FIRST THY WORD.

(AIR. NICHOLAS FREEMAN.)

SINCE first thy Word awak'd my heart, Like new life dawning o'er me, Where'er I turn mine eyes, Thou art, All light and love before me.

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