JUDGMENT HYMN. L. M. LUTHER. 19 He reigns; the Lord,the Saviour reigns! Praise Him in evangelic strains: Let the whole earth in songs re-joice, And dis- tant islands join their voice, And distant islands join their voice. Sel. 36. HE [Ps. 97, P. 1. E reigns; the Lord, the Saviour reigns! Praise Him in evangelic strains: Let the whole earth in songs rejoice, And distant islands join their voice. 2. Deep are his counsels, and unknown; But grace and truth support his throne: Though gloomy clouds his ways surround, Justice is their eternal ground. 3. In robes of judgment, lo! He comes, Shakes the wide earth and cleaves the tombs; Before Him burns devouring fire, 20 LITCHFIELD. L. M. 1. GIVE to our God im-mortal praise; Mercy and truth are all his ways; PPP Won-ders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. Sel. 39. [Ps. 136, P. 3. | 2. Now, for the love I bear his name, (Stanzas 3-6 omitted.) IVE to our God immortal praise; GIV Mercy and truth are all his ways; Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 2. Give to the Lord of lords renown! The King of kings with glory crown: His mercies ever shall endure, When lords and kings are known no I gaze with grief and rap - ture too, And all my soul's in won - der lost. Sel. 42. [H. 372.5. Should sudden vengeance seize my (Stanza 1 in Music, 6 omitted.) 2. What strange compassion fill'd thy breast, That brought thee from thy throne on high, To woes that cannot be express'd, 4. For man didst thou forsake the sky, 5. Had I a voice to praise thy name, [Ps. 51, P. 1. (Stanzas 3, 4 omitted.) SHOW pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive; 2. My crimes are great, but don't surpass breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; 6. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Sel. 44. WHEN (Stanza 4 omitted.) [H. 283. I survey the wondrous cross, On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 3. See, from his head, his hands, his feet, 5. Were the whole realm of nature mine, 22 -LOVING-KINDNESS. L. M. 1. AWAKE, my soul, in joy-ful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer's praise: He justly claims a song from thee; His loving-kind-ness, O! how free! (Stanza 1 in Music, 3, 4, 7, omitted.) 2. He saw me ruin'd in the fall, Yet loved me notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate; His loving-kindness, O! how great! 5. Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Saviour to depart; But, though I oft have Him forgot, His loving-kindness changes not. 6. Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal powers must fail; O may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death. Sel. 46. [Ps. 138. TO God, my Saviour, and my King, Fain would my soul her tribute bring; Join me, ye saints, in songs of praise, For ye have known and felt his grace, 2. Wretched and helpless once I lay, 3. With speed he flew to my relief, Bound up my wounds and soothed my grief, Pour'd joys divine into my heart, 4. These proofs of love, my dearest Lord, 5. My heart and tongue shall tune thy praise, Through the remainder of my days; gainst me join, They are the sword, the hand is thine. They are the sword, the hand is thine. Sel. 48. [Ps. 17. | 3. He lives, He lives, and sits above, (Stanza 1 in Music, 2 omitted.) 3. What sinners value, I resign; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine: I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 4. This life's a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I go, Hath joys substantial and sincere ; When shall I wake and find me there? 5. O glorious hour! O blest abode ! I shall be near, and like my God; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 6. My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise. Sel. 49. WH (Stanzas 3, 4 omitted.) Now be my heart inspired to sing The glories of my Saviour King, 2. O'er all the sons of human race (Stanzas 4, 5 omitted.) 2. Who shall adjudge the saints to hell? 5. Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, 6. God, thine own God, has richly shed |