790
1 HARK! a voice divides the sky,

Happy are the faithful dead,
In the Lord who sweetly die!

They from all their toils are freed ;
Them the Spirit hath declared

Blest, unutterably blest;
Jesus is their great Reward,

Jesus is their endless Rest.
2 Followed by their works, they go
Where their Head hath

gone

before; Reconciled by grace below,

Grace hath opened Mercy's door;
Justified through faith alone,

Here they knew their sins forgiven;
Here they laid their burden down,

Hallowed, and made meet for heaven. 3 Who can now lament the lot

Of a saint in Christ deceased ?
Let the world, who know us not,

Call us hopeless and unblest :
Jesus smiles and says, “Well done,

Good and faithful servant Nou !
Enter, and receive thy crown;

Reign with Me triumphant now!"

791
i Lo, the prisoner is released,

Lightened of his fleshly load;
Where the weary are at rest,

He is gathered unto God:
Lo, the pain of life is past,

All his warfare now is o'er,
Death and hell behind are cast,

Grief and suffering are no more. 2 Yes, the Christian's course is run,

Ended is the glorious strife;
Fought the fight, the work is done,

Death is swallowed up of life:
Borne by angels on their wings,

Far from earth the spirit flies,
Finds his God, and sits and sings,

Triumphing in Paradise. 3 Blessing, honor, thanks, and praise,

Pay we, gracious God, to Thee;
Thou, in Thine abundant grace,

Givest us the victory:
True and faithful to Thy word,

Thou hast glorified Thy Son,
Jesus Christ, our dying Lord;

He for us the fight hath won.

4 Thus the Christian life adorning,

Never will we be afraid,
Should He come at night or morning,

Early dawn or evening shade.

792
1 HAPPY soul, thy days are ended,

All thy mourning days below;
Go, by angel-guards attended,

To the sight of Jesus, go! 2 Waiting to receive thy spirit,

Lo, the Saviour stands above,
Shows the purchase of His merit,

Reaches out the crown of love. 3 Struggle through thy latest passion

To thy dear Redeemer's breast,
To His uttermost salvation,

To His everlasting rest.
4 For the joy He sets before thee,

Bear a momentary pain;
Die to live the life of glory;

Suffer with thy Lord to reign. 793 1 EARTHLY joys no longer please us,

Here would we renounce them all, Seek our only rest in Jesus,

Him our Lord and Master call. 2 Faith, our languid spirits cheering,

Points to brighter worlds above, Bids us look for His appearing,

Bids us triumph in His love.
3 May our lights be always burning,

And our loins be girded round,
Waiting for our Lord's returning,

Longing for the welcome sound.

794
1 Hark! the sound of holy voices

Chanting at the crystal sea,
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Hallelujah! Lord, to Thee. 2 Multitudes which none can number,

Like the stars in glory stand, Clothed in white apparel, holding

Victor-palms in every hand. 3 They have come from tribulation, And have washed their robes in

blood, Washed them in the blood of Jesus ;

Tried they were, and firm they stood. 4 Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered,

Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died; And, by death, to life immortal

They were born, and glorified.
5 Now they reign in heavenly glory,

Now they walk in golden light,
Now they drink, as from a river,

Holy bliss and infinite.
6 Love and peace they taste forever,

And all truth and knowledge see
In the beatific vision

Of the Blesséd Trinity.

795
1 COME, Thou long-expected Jesus,

Born to set Thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,

Let us find our rest in Thee.
2 Israel's Strength and Consolation,

Hope of all the earth Thou art;
Dear Desire of every nation,

Joy of every longing heart. 3 Born Thy people to deliver

Born a Child, and yet a King,
Born to reign in us forever,

Now Thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By Thine own Eternal Spirit,

Rule in all our hearts alone ;
By Thine all-sufficient merit,

Raise us to Thy glorious throne, 796 i Light of those whose dreary dwelling

Borders on the shades of death,
Come, and by Thy love revealing,

Dissipate the clouds beneath : 2 The new heaven and earth's Creator,

In our deepest darkness rise,
Scattering all the night of nature,

Pouring eyesight on our eyes.
3 Still we wait for Thine appearing ;

Life and joy Thy beams impart,
Chasing all our fears, and cheering

Every poor benighted heart.

4 Come, and manifest the favor

God hath for our ransomed race; Come, Thou glorious God and Saviour,

Come, and bring the gospel-grace. 797 i HARK! an awful voice is sounding,

“ Christ is nigh !” it seems to say; “ Cast away the dreams of darkness,

Oye children of the day!" 2 Startled at the solemn warning,

Let the earth-bound soul arise ; Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling,

Shines upon the morning skies. 3 Lo, the Lamb, so long expected, Comes with pardon down from

heaven;
Let us haste, with tears of sorrow,

One and all, to be forgiven. 4 So, when next He comes with glory,

Wrapping all the earth in fear,
With His mercy He may shield us,

And with words of love draw near. 5 Honor, glory, virtue, merit,

To the Father and the Son,
With the Everlasting Spirit,
While eternal ages run.

DOXOLOGY.
Praise the God of our salvation;

Praise the Father's boundless love ;
Praise the Lamb, our expiation;

Praise the Spirit from above.

798
i Come, Lord, and tarry not,

Bring the long-looked-for day;
Oh, why these years of waiting here,

These ages of delay?
2 Come! for the good are few,

They lift the voice in vain;
Faith waxes fainter on the earth,

And love is on the wane. 3 Come! for love waxes cold,

Its steps are faint and slow;
Faith now is lost in unbelief;

Hope's lamp burns dim and low. 4 Come! for creation groans,

Impatient of Thy stay,
Worn out with these long years of ill,

These ages of delay.
5 Come, and make all things new;

Build up this ruined earth,
Restore our faded Paradise,

Creation's second birth!
6 Come, and begin Thy reign

Of everlasting peace;
Come, take the kingdom to Thyself,

Great King of Righteousness!
799
i The Church has waited long

Her absent Lord to see;

And still in loneliness she waits,

A friendless stranger she. 2 Age after age has gone,

Sun after sun has set,
And still, in weeds of widowhood,

She weeps a mourner yet. 3 Saint after saint on earth

Has lived, and loved, and died ; And as they left us one by one,

We laid them side by side: 4 We laid them down to sleep,

But not in hope forlorn;
We laid them but to ripen there

Till the last glorious morn. 5 The whole creation groans,

And waits to hear that voice That shall restore her comeliness,

And make her wastes rejoice. 6 Come, Lord, and wipe away

The curse, the sin, the stain, And make this blighted world of ours

Thine own fair world again.

DOXOLOGY.

Praise to the Father be ;

Praise to His Only Son; Praise to the blesséd Paraclete,

While endless ages run.