6 Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to their king;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the long Amen.
1 HAIL to the Lord's Anointed!
Great David's greater Son;
Hail, in the time appointed,
His reign on earth begun!
He comes to break oppression,
To set the captive free;
To take away transgression,
And rule in equity.
2 He comes, with succor speedy,
To those who suffer wrong;
To help the poor and needy,
And bid the weak be strong;
To give them songs for sighing,
Their darkness turn to light,
Whose souls, condemned and dying,
Were precious in his sight.
13 By such shall he be feared
While sun and moon endure, -
Beloved, obeyed, revered,
For he shall judge the poor,
Through changing generations,
With justice, mercy, truth,
While stars maintain their stations,
Or moons renew their youth.]
4 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.
[5 Arabia's desert-ranger
To him shall bend 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.
6 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.
7 For him shall prayer unceasing
And daily vows ascend;
His kingdom still increasing,
A kingdom without end.
The mountain-dews shall nourish
A seed in weakness sown,
Whose fruit shall spread and flourish,
And shake like Lebanon.]
8 O'er every foe victorious,
He on his throne shall rest,
From age to age more glorious,
All-blessing, and all-blest.
The tide of time shall never
His covenant remove;
His name shall stand forever,-
That name to us is Love.
Blessedness of Christ's Reign Predicted.
I IN vision rapt, the prophet's eyes
Beheld that future day-
He saw the scenes before him rise
That far in distance lay:
Who's this,' he cried, 'comes from the way
Of Edom, all divine ?
Travelling in splendor, whose array
Is red, but not with wine?
2 Blest be the Herald of our king,
That comes to set us free !
The dwellers of the rock shall sing,
And utter praise to thee!
Tabor and Hermon yet shall see
Their glories glow again,
And blossoms spring on field and tree,
That ever shall remain.
3 The child shall frolic in the way
Of dragons with delight;
The lamb shall round the leopard play,
And all in love unite;
The dove on Zion's hill shall light,
That all the world must see;-
Hail to the Journeyer, in his might
Who comes to set us free!'
Blessings of Christ's Universal Reign.
1 WHEN God descends with men to dwell,
And all creation makes anew,
What tongue can half the wonders tell ?
What eye the dazzling glories view?
2 Zion, the desolate, again
Shall see her lands with roses bloom;
And Carmel's mount, and Sharon's plain
Shall yield their spices and perfume.
3 Celestial streams shall gently flow;
The wilderness shall joyful be;
Lilies on parched ground shall grow;
And gladness spring on every tree;
4 The weak be strong, the fearful bold,
The deaf shall hear, the dumb shall sing,
The lame shall walk, the blind behold;
And joy through all the earth shall ring.
5 Monarchs and slaves shall meet in love; Old pride shall die, and meekness reign, When God descends from worlds above, To dwell with men on earth again.
1 O'er mountain tops, the mount of God,
In latter days, shall rise Above the summits of the hills,
And draw the wondering eyes.
2 To this the joyful nations round,
All tribes and tongues, shall flow;
Up to the mount of God, they say,
And to his house we'll go.
3 The beams that shine from Zion's hill
Shall lighten every land;
The King who reigns in Salem's towers
Shall the whole world command.
4 Among the nations he shall judge;
His judgments truth shall guide;
His sceptre shall protect the just,
And crush the sinner's pride.
5 No war shall rage, nor hostile strife
Disturb those happy years;
To ploughshares men shall beat their swords,
To pruning-hooks their spears.
6 No longer host, encountering host,
Shall crowds of slain deplore;
They'll lay the martial trumpet by,
And study war no more.
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