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CXXXIV.

Lo, what a glorious sight appears

To our admiring eyes!

The former seas have passed away,
The former earth and skies.

From heaven the holy city comes,
The bride of Christ the Lord;
All things are now by grace renewed,
And righteousness restored.

The angel myriads shout for joy,

Triumphantly they sing;

Behold, ye ransomed saints, the seat
Of your descending king.

His gracious hand shall wipe all tears

From every weeping eye;

And sin, with its attendant train

Of death and pain, shall die.

Yet once I change the heavens and earth,

Says he whose words are true:

The ancient things have passed away,
And all things are made new.

I am the First, and I the Last,
Eternally the same;

I AM is my memorial still,
Mine everlasting Name.

Ho,

ye that thirst, to you my love Shall hidden streams disclose, And open full the crystal spring Whence life for ever flows.

All blessing, honour, thanks, and praise, From all in earth and heaven,

To him that sits upon the throne,

And to the Lamb be given. Amen.

HYMN

CXXXV.

HY church, O Lord, with longing eyes

TH

For thine expected coming waits :
When shall the promised light arise,
And glory beam from Sion's gates ?

E'en now,

when tempests round us fall, And wintry clouds o'ercast the sky; Thy words with gladness we recall,

And deem that our redemption 's nigh.

Thou surely wilt ere long appear;
The smitten earth already reels;

And not far off we seem to hear
The sounding of thy chariot wheels.

Teach us in watchfulness and prayer
To wait for the appointed hour;

And fit us by thy grace to share

The triumph of thy day of power. Amen.

HYMN

CXXXVI.

HOW great the glories of the Lamb

Amidst the Father's throne !

To him be honour, thanks, and praise,
In song before unknown.

Lo, elders worship at his feet,

The four the throne surround,
With vials full of odours rich,
And harps of sweetest sound.

Who shall the heavenly record search,
And hidden things reveal?
The wellbeloved the record takes,
And opes each mystick seal.

All worthy is the Lamb, they sing,
To be exalted thus,

And take the volume of the book;

For he was slain for us.

Thou hast redeemed us with thy blood,

And set the prisoners free;
Thou mad'st us kings and priests to God.
And we shall reign with thee.

To him which sits upon the throne,
Whom heaven and earth adore,

And to the Lamb that once was slain

Be glory evermore. Amen.

Trinity: Sunday next before Advent.

CXXXVII.

EHOLD, I come, and with me bring

In majesty and light arrayed,
The everliving Lord.

I come, that all who me receive,
And on my word depend,
May at the marriage feast with joy
In raiment white attend.

Then shall the everlasting gates
Unfold, to entertain

The fair and beauteous company
Of my triumphal train.
The wall of new Jerusalem

Shall with hosannas ring,
While my redeemed and shining ones

In adoration sing.

Lord Jesus, help our unbelief,

And let our love abound;
That we at thy return may be

All true and faithful found:

That we may through eternity
Exalt thy saving might;

Made meet to share for evermore
The blifs of saints in light.

All glory to thy holy Name,
One God in Trinity,

To day, and yesterday, the same,
And everlastingly. Amen.