Isaiah 24:14

• [Isa 24:14] O Brothers, Lift Your Voices

  O brothers, lift your voices, triumphant songs to raise; Till Heav’n on high rejoices, and earth is filled with praise; Ten thousand hearts are bounding, with holy hopes and free; The Gospel trump is sounding, the trump of jubilee. O Christian brothers, glorious shall be the conflict’s close; The cross hath been victorious, and shall be o’er its foes; Faith is our battle token; our Leader all controls; Our trophies, fetters broken; our captives, ransomed souls. Not unto us, Lord Jesus: to Thee all praise be due, Whose blood-bought mercy frees us, has freed our brethren, too. Not unto us: in glory the angels catch the strain, And cast their crowns before Thee exultingly again. Great God of our salvation, Thy presence we adore; Praise, glory, adoration be Thine forevermore; Still on in conflict pressing on Thee Thy people call, Thee King of kings confessing, Thee crowning Lord of all.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Isaiah 59:20

• [Isa 59:20] When Shades Of Night Around Us Close

  When shades of night around us close, And weary limbs in sleep repose, The faithful soul awake may be, And longing sigh, O Lord, to Thee. Thou true Desire of nations, hear, Thou Word of God, Thou Savior dear; In pity heed our humble cries, And bid at length the fallen rise. O come, Redeemer, come and free Thine own from guilt and misery; The gates of Heav’n again unfold, Which Adam’s sin had closed of old. All praise, eternal Son, to Thee, Whose advent sets Thy people free, Whom with the Father we adore And Holy Ghost forevermore.

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  source: Cyberhymnal