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4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom,
Nor sin nor sorrow know:
Blest seats, through rude and stormy
I onward press to you.

5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there,
Around my Saviour stand;

And soon my friends in Christ, below,
Will join the glorious band.

6 Jerusalem, my happy home,

My soul still pants for thee; Then shall my labors have an end, When I thy joys shall see.

Unknown. Williams and Boden's Collection, 1801. Ab.

704 "O Mother dear, Jerusalem."

I O MOTHER dear, Jerusalem,

When shall I come to thee?

When shall my sorrows have an end?
Thy joys when shall I see?

2 O happy harbor of God's saints,
O sweet and pleasant soil;
In thee no sorrow can be found,
Nor grief, nor care, nor toil.

3 No dimming cloud o'ershadows thee,
Nor gloom, nor darksome night;
But every soul shines as the sun,
For God Himself gives light.

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1. TEN thousand times ten thou-sand In spark-ling rai - ment bright, The armies of the

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The Saints marching up.

2 What rush of hallelujahs

Fills all the earth and sky;
What ringing of a thousand harps
Bespeaks the triumph nigh.
O day, for which creation

And all its tribes were made;
O joy, for all its former woes
A thousand fold repaid.

BEULAH. 7. D.

3 O then what raptured greetings
On Canaan's happy shore;
What knitting severed friendships up,
Where partings are no more.

Then eyes with joy shall sparkle,
That brimmed with tears of late:
Orphans no longer fatherless,
Nor widows desolate.

Rev. Henry Alford (1810-1871), 1866.

Inah Melody. Arr. by ELAM IVES, Jr. (1802-1864), 1846. 8:

1. PALMS of glo- ry, raiment bright, Crowns that never fade away, Gird and deck the saints in light, D.S.-And proclaim, in joy-ful psalms,

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Priests,and kings,and conqu'rors they. Yet the conqu'rors bring their palms To the Lamb a-midst the throne, Vic- t'ry through His cross a- - lone.

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2 Kings for harps their crowns resign, Crying, as they strike the chords, "Take the kingdom, it is Thine, King of kings, and Lord of lords." Round the altar, priests confess,

If their robes are white as snow, 'Twas the Saviour's righteousness,

And His blood, that made them so.

3 Who were these?-On earth they dwelt,
Sinners once of Adam's race,
Guilt, and fear, and suffering felt,

But were saved by sovereign grace.
They were mortal, too, like us:

Ah, when we, like them, shall die,
May our souls, translated thus,
Triumph, reign, and shine on high.

James Montgomery (1771-1854), 1829.

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I SEE the ransomed millions stand,
Palms of conquest in their hand;
This before the throne their strain,
"Hell is vanquished, death is slain;
Blessing, honor, glory, might,
Are the Conqueror's native right;
Thrones and powers before Him fall,
Lamb of God, and Lord of all!"

2 Hasten, Lord, the promised hour;
Come in glory and in power;
Still Thy foes are unsubdued;
Nature sighs to be renewed.

Time has nearly reached its sum;
All things, with Thy Bride, say "Come;"
Jesus, whom all worlds adore,
Come, and reign for evermore.

Josiah Conder (1789-1855), 1836.

SAFE HOME. H. M.

Sir ARTHUR SULLIVAN (1842

), 1872.

I. SAFE home, safe home in port! Rent cord-age, shatter'd deck, Torn sails, pro- vis- ions short, And on

not a wreck: But, O! the joy up on

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2 There is a home for weary souls
By sin and sorrow driven;
When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals,
Where storms arise, and ocean rolls,

And all is drear but Heaven.

3 There, faith lifts up her cheerful eye,
To brighter propects given;
And views the tempest passing by,
The evening shadows quickly fly,
And all serene in Heaven.

4 There, fragrant flowers, immortal, bloom,
And joys supreme are given;
There, rays divine disperse the gloom:
Beyond the confines of the tomb
Appears the dawn of Heaven.

Rev. William Bingham Tappan (1794-1849), 1818. Ab.
LUDWIG SPOHR (1784-1859),

Arr. by SAMUEL SEBASTIAN WESLEY (1810–1876),

1. WHAT are these in bright ar - ray, This in nu mer a

ble throng, Round the

altar,

night and day, Hymn -ing one triumph-ant song? "Worthy is the Lamb, once

slain,

Bless-ing, honor, glory, pow'r; Wisdom, rich - es, to obtain, New do- min-ion ev'ry hour."

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The Song of the Sealed. REV. vii. 9-16.

2 These through fiery trials trod;

These from great afflictions came; Now, before the throne of God,

Sealed with His almighty Name; Clad in raiment pure and white, Victor-palms in every hand, Through their dear Redeemer's might, More than conquerors they stand.

3 Hunger, thirst, disease, unknown,
On immortal fruits they feed;
Them the Lamb amidst the throne,
Shall to living fountains lead;
Joy and gladness banish sighs,
Perfect love dispels all fear,
And forever from their eyes
God shall wipe away the tear.

James Montgomery (1771—1854), 1819, 1853

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