Revelation 1:7

• [Rev 1:7] Lo, He Comes With Clouds Descending

  Lo! He comes with clouds descending, Once for favored sinners slain; Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of His train: Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! God appears on earth to reign. Every eye shall now behold Him Robed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at naught and sold Him, Pierced and nailed Him to the tree, Deeply wailing, deeply wailing, deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. Every island, sea, and mountain, Heav’n and earth, shall flee away; All who hate Him must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day: Come to judgment! Come to judgment! Come to judgment! Come to judgment! Come away! Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear; All His saints, by man rejected, Now shall meet Him in the air: Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! See the day of God appear! Answer Thine own bride and Spirit, Hasten, Lord, the general doom! The new Heav’n and earth t’inherit, Take Thy pining exiles home: All creation, all creation, all creation, Travails! groans! and bids Thee come! The dear tokens of His passion Still His dazzling body bears; Cause of endless exultation To His ransomed worshippers; With what rapture, with what rapture, with what rapture Gaze we on those glorious scars! Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee, High on Thine eternal throne; Savior, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdom for Thine own; O come quickly! O come quickly! O come quickly! Everlasting God, come down! Lo! He cometh, countless Trumpets, Blow before his bloody Sign! ’Midst ten Thousand Saints and Angels, See the Crucified shine, Allelujah! Welcome, welcome bleeding Lamb! Now his Merits by the Harpers, Thro’ the eternal Deeps resounds! resplendent shine his Nail Prints, Ev’ry Eye shall see his Wounds! They who pierc’d Him, shall at his appearing wail. Ev’ry Island, Sea, and Mountain, Heav’n and Earth shall flee away! All who hate him must ashamed, Hear the Trump proclaim the Day: Come to Judgment! Stand before the Son of Man! All who love him view his Glory Shining in his bruised Face: His dear Person on the Rainbow, Now his Peoples Heads shall raise: Happy Mourners! Now on Clouds he comes! He comes! Now Redemption long expected, See, in solemn Pomp appear; All his People, once despised, Now shall meet him in the Air: Allelujah! Now the promis’d Kingdom’s come! View him smiling, now determin’d, Ev’ry Evil to destroy! All the nations now shall sing him, Songs of everlasting Joy! O come quickly! Allelujah! Come Lord, come!

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Revelation 3:10

• [Rev 3:10] Hour By Hour

  Hour by hour we trust in Jesus, Hour by hour for strength we pray; Hour by hour the sands are dropping From the glass of time away. Refrain We are going home where the pure and blest In perfect peace with Jesus free from care shall rest; Then let us go on with a happy, happy song, Then let us go on with a happy, happy song; O soon we’ll rest on yonder shore, Rest forevermore. Hour by hour we hear a warning From the spirit-voice within; Hour by hour we meet the tempter, Hour by hour we fall or win. Refrain Hour by hour we journey onward, Hour by hour we stem the tide; Hour by hour we miss the dear ones, Anchored on the other side. Refrain Hour by hour the heart grows fainter, Hour by hour the sunlight dies; Hour by hour we near the portals Of our home beyond the skies. Refrain

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• [Rev 3:10] In The Hour Of Trial

  In the hour of trial, Jesus, plead for me, Lest by base denial I depart from Thee. When Thou seest me waver, with a look recall, Nor for fear or favor suffer me to fall. With forbidden pleasures would this vain world charm, Or its sordid treasures spread to work me harm, Bring to my remembrance sad Gethsemane, Or, in darker semblance, cross-crowned Calvary. Should Thy mercy send me sorrow, toil and woe, Or should pain attend me on my path below, Grant that I may never fail Thy hand to see; Grant that I may ever cast my care on Thee. When my last hour cometh, fraught with strife and pain, When my dust returneth to the dust again, On Thy truth relying, through that mortal strife, Jesus, take me, dying, to eternal life.

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Revelation 9:1

• [Rev 9:1] Thee, O Christ, The Father’s Splendor

  Thee, O Christ, the Father’s splendor, Life and virtue of the heart, In the presence of the angels Sing we now with tuneful art, Meetly in alternate chorus, Bearing our responsive part. Thus we praise with veneration All the armies of the sky; Chiefly him, the warrior primate, Of celestial chivalry, Michael, who in princely virtue Cast Abaddon from on high. By whose watchful care repelling— King of everlasting grace— Every ghostly adversary, All things evil, all things base, Grant us of Thine only goodness, In Thy paradise a place. Laud and honor to the Father, Laud and honor to the Son, Laud and honor to the Spirit, Ever Three, and ever One, Consubstantial, co-eternal, While unending ages run.

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Revelation 13:8

• [Rev 13:8] I Thirst, Thou Wounded Lamb Of God

  I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God, To wash me in Thy cleansing blood, To dwell within Thy wounds; then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain. Take this poor heart, and let it be For ever closed to all but Thee! Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there. How blest are they who still abide, Close sheltered in Thy bleeding side; Who life and strength from thence derive, And by Thee move, and in Thee live. What are our works, but sin and death, Till Thou Thy quickening Spirit breathe? Thou giv’st the power Thy grace to move; O wondrous grace! O boundless love! How can it be, Thou heavenly King, That Thou shouldst us to glory bring; Make slaves the partners of Thy throne, Decked with a never-failing crown? Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o’erflow, Our words are lost; nor will we know, Nor will we think of aught beside, My Lord, my Love, is crucified! Ah! Lord, enlarge our scanty thought, To know the wonders Thou hast wrought; Unloose our stammering tongues to tell Thy love immense, unsearchable. First-born of many brethren, Thou! To Thee, lo! all our souls we bow, To Thee our hearts and hands we give, Thine may we die, Thine may we live!

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• [Rev 13:8] O Thou, Before The World Began

  O Thou, before the world began, Ordained a sacrifice for man, And by th’eternal Spirit made An Offering for the sinner’s stead; Our everlasting Priest art Thou, Pleading Thy death for sinners now. Thy offering still continues new Before the righteous Father’s view; Thyself the Lamb for ever slain, Thy priesthood doth unchanged remain; Thy years, O God, can never fail, Nor Thy blest work within the veil. O that our faith may never move, But stand unshaken as Thy love! Sure evidence of things unseen, Now let it pass the years between, And view Thee bleeding on the tree, My Lord, my God, who dies for me.

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Revelation 14:6-7

• [Rev 14:6] Praise The Lord, Each Tribe And Nation

  Praise the Lord, each tribe and nation, Praise Him with a joyous heart; Ye who know His full salvation, Gather now from every part; Let your voices glorify, In His temple, God on high. He’s our God, and our Creator, We, His flock and chosen seed: He, our Lord and Liberator, Us from sin and peril freed: And at last His flock shall rest In the mansions of the blest. Give Him thanks within His portals; In the courts His deeds proclaim; Hither come, ye ransomed mortals, Glorify our Savior’s Name. Ever kind and loving, He Keeps His faith eternally.

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Revelation 16:1-2

• [Rev 16:1] Gathering Clouds, With Aspect Dark, The

  The gathering clouds, with aspect dark, A rising storm presage; O! to be hid within the ark, And sheltered from its rage! See the commissioned angel frown! That vial in his hand, Filled with fierce wrath, is pouring down Upon our guilty land! Ye saints, unite in wrestling prayer; If yet there may be hope; Who knows but Mercy yet may spare, And bid the angel stop! Already is the plague begun, And fired with hostile rage; Brethren, by blood and interest one, With brethren now engage. Peace spreads her wings, prepared for flight, And war, with flaming sword, And hasty strides draws nigh, to fight The battles of the Lord. The first alarm, alas, how few, While distant, seem to hear! But they will hear, and tremble too, When God shall send it near. So thunder, o’er the distant hills, Gives but a murm’ring sound, But as the tempest spreads, it fills, And makes the welkin sound. May we, at least, with one consent, Fall low before the throne With tears the nation’s sins lament, The churches, and our own. The humble souls who mourn and pray, The Lord approves and knows; His mark secures them in the day When vengeance strikes his foes.

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