He shall come down like showers
Upon the fruitful earth;
And love, joy, hope, like flowers,
Spring in His path to birth.
Before Him, on the mountains,
Shall Peace, the herald, go;
And righteousness, in fountains,
From hill to valley flow.
Arabia's desert-ranger
To Him shall bow the knee; The Ethiopian stranger
His glory come to see;
With offerings of devotion,
Ships from the isles shall meet,
To pour the wealth of ocean
In tribute at His feet.
Kings shall fall down before Him,
And gold and incense bring;
All nations shall adore Him,
His praise all people sing;
For He shall have dominion
O'er river, sea, and shore,
Far as the eagle's pinion
Or dove's light wing can soar.
For Him shall prayer unceasing
And daily vows ascend;
His kingdom still increasing,-
A kingdom without end.
The mountain-dew shall nourish
A seed in weakness sown,
Whose fruit shall spread and flourish,
And shake like Lebanon.
O'er every foe victorious,
He on His throne shall rest;
From age to age more glorious,
All blessing and all blessed.
The tide of time shall never
His covenant remove :
His name shall stand for ever:
That name to us is-Love.
IN time of tribulation,
Hear, LORD, my feeble cries;
With humble supplication
To Thee my spirit flies.
My heart with grief is breaking;
Scarce can my voice complain;
Mine eyes, with tears kept waking,
Still watch and weep in vain.
The days of old, in vision,
Bring vanished bliss to view;
The years of lost fruition
Their joys in pangs renew:
Remembered songs of gladness,
Through night's lone silence brought,
Strike notes of deeper sadness,
And stir desponding thought.
Hath GOD cast off for ever?
Can time His truth impair?
His tender mercy, never
Shall I presume to share?
Hath He His loving-kindness
Shut up in endless wrath?
No: this is mine own blindness,
That cannot see His path.
I call to recollection
The years of His right hand,
And, strong in His protection,
Again through faith I stand.
Thy deeds, O LORD, are wonder;
Holy are all Thy ways:
The secret place of thunder
Shall utter forth Thy praise.
THANK and praise JEHOVAH'S name; For His mercies firm and sure,
From eternity the same,
To eternity endure.
Let the ransomed thus rejoice,
Gathered out of every land,
As the people of His choice,
Plucked from the destroyer's hand.
In the wilderness astray,
Hither, thither, while they roam,
Hungry, fainting by the way,
Far from refuge, shelter, home,-
Then unto the LORD they cry;
He inclines a gracious ear,
Sends deliverance from on high,
Rescues them from all their fear.
To a pleasant land He brings,
Where the vine and olive grow,
Where from flowery hills the springs
Through luxuriant valleys flow.
Oh that men would praise the LORD
For His goodness to their race!
For the wonders of His Word,
And the riches of His grace!
SERVANTS of GOD, in joyful lays
Sing ye the LORD JEHOVAH's praise;
His glorious name let all adore,
From age to age, for evermore.
Blest be that name, supremely blest,
From the sun's rising to its rest.
Above the heavens His power is known,
Through all the earth His goodness shown.
Who is like GOD?—so great, so high,
He bows Himself to view the sky;
And yet, with condescending grace,
Looks down upon the human race;
He hears the uncomplaining moan
Of those who sit and weep alone;
He lifts the mourner from the dust,
And saves the poor in Him that trust.
Servants of GOD, in joyful lays
Sing ye the LORD JEHOVAH'S praise:
His saving name let all adore,
From age to age, for evermore.
I LOVE the LORD: He lent an ear
When I for help implored;
He rescued me from all my fear;
Therefore I love the LORD.
Return, my soul, unto thy rest,
From GOD no longer roam;
His hand hath bountifully blest,
His goodness called thee home.
What shall I render unto Thee,
My Saviour in distress,
For all Thy benefits to me,
So great and numberless?
This will I do, for Thy love's sake,
And thus Thy power proclaim:
Salvation's sacred cup I take,
And call upon Thy name.
Thou GOD of covenanted grace,
Hear, and record my vow,
While in Thy courts I seek Thy face, And at Thine altar bow:
Henceforth to Thee myself to give,
With single heart and eye,
To walk before Thee while I live,
And bless Thee when I die.
ALL ye Gentiles, praise the LORD;
All ye lands, your voices raise:
Heaven and earth, with loud accord,
Praise the LORD, for ever praise.
For His truth and mercy stand,
Past, and present, and to be,
Like the years of His right hand,
Like His own eternity.
Praise Him, ye who know His love;
Praise Him from the depths beneath;
Praise Him in the heights above;
Praise your Maker, all that breathe.
GLAD was my heart to hear
My old companions say,
Come, in the house of GOD appear,
For 'tis a holy day.
Our willing feet shall stand
Within the temple door;
While young and old, in many a band,
Shall throng the sacred floor.
Thither the tribes repair,
Where all are wont to meet,
And joyful in the house of prayer
Bend at the mercy-seat.
Pray for Jerusalem,
The city of our GOD:
The LORD from heaven be kind to them
That love the dear abode!
Within these walls may peace
And harmony be found:
Zion, in all thy palaces
Prosperity abound!
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