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Thy selected people spare; Arm our caution'd

souls with patience, Fill our humbled

hearts with prayer.

2 If thy dreadful controversy
With all flesh is now begun,
In thy wrath remember mercy;
Mercy first and last be shown.
Plead thy cause with sword and fire;
Shake us till the curse remove;
Till thou com'st the world's desire,
Conquering all with sovereign love.

3 Every fresh alarming token

More confirms the faithful word;
Nature, for its Lord hath spoken,
Must be suddenly restored.

From this national confusion,
From this ruined earth and skies,

See the times of restitution,
See the new creation rise!

4 Vanish, then, this world of shadows!
Pass the former things away;
Lord, appear! appear to glad us
With the dawn of endless day!
O conclude this mortal story!
Throw this universe aside!"
Come, eternal King of glory,

Now descend and take thy bride!

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Up on

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op'ning sky.

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I love to wait, and watch, and pray,
And trust his living Word,
And feel the coming of that day
No longer is deferr'd.

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I do rejoice that life was given
In these last days to me,
That deathless I may rise to heaven,

And my Redeemer see.

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Then, waiting brethren, let us sing,

He will not tarry long,

And fill with love the hours that bring

The glory of our song.

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Yes, he will come, no longer fear,

Though earth and hell assail;

His Word attests the moment near,
And that can never fail.

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The bride, the church of Christ, Proclaims to all her children come.

2 Let him that heareth say

To all about him come!

Let him that thirsts for righteousness
To Christ the fountain come.

3 Yes, whosoever will,

Oh let him freely come,

And freely drink the stream of life,
"Tis Jesus bids him come.

4 Lo! Jesus who invites,

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Declares "I quickly come;
Lord, even so we wait thy hour;
O! blest Redeemer come.

There are Angels hovering round. 21

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There are angels hov'ring round, There are angels hov'ring

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To carry tidings home,
To the New Jerusalem:
Poor sinners are coming home,
And Jesus bids them come;
Let him that heareth come,
Let him that thirsteth come.

We are on our journey home,
Where Christ our Lord has gone;
We will meet around his throne,
When he makes his people one,
We shall reign forevermore
In the New Jerusalem.

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