Revelation 16:1

• [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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Revelation 21:9

• [Rev 21:9] Spouse Of Christ, In Arms Contending

  Spouse of Christ, in arms contending O’er each clime beneath the sun, Blend with prayers for help ascending Notes of praise for triumphs won. As the Church today rejoices All her saints to join on high, So from earth let all our voices Rise in solemn harmony. First amid the laurelled legions Prays the mother to her Son, Close to Christ in those fair regions Where high praise to Him is done. Angels next, in due gradation Of the Spirit’s ministry, Hymn the Father of creation, Maker of the stars on high. John, the herald voice sonorous, Head of the prophetic throng, Patriarchs, and seers in chorus, Join to swell the angels’ song. Near to Christ th’Apostles seated, Trampling on the powers of hell, By the promise now completed Judge the tribes of Israel. They who nobly died believing, Martyrs purpled in their gore, Crowns of life by death receiving, Rest in joy forevermore. Priests and Levites, Gospel preachers, And confessors numberless, Prelates meek and holy teachers, Bear the palm of righteousness. Virgin souls, by high profession To the Lamb devoted here, Strewing flowers in gay procession At the marriage feast appear. All are blest together, praising God’s eternal majesty, Thrice repeated anthems raising To the all holy Trinity. In your heav’nly habitations, In your blessèd home on high, Hear, ye saints, our aspirations, As to God we lift our cry. Ever praising, ever praying, Help ye thus your brethren here, That the will of God obeying We in peace may persevere. So may we, with hearts devoted, Serve our God in holiness; So may we, by God promoted, Share that heaven which ye possess.

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Revelation 5:8

• [Rev 5:8] Golden Harps Are Sounding

  Golden harps are sounding, angels voices sing, Pearly gates are opened, opened for the King; Jesus, King of glory, Jesus, King of love, Is gone up in triumph, to His throne above. He Who came to save us, He Who bled and died, Now is crowned with glory at His Father’s side. From the grave arisen, nevermore to die; Jesus, King of glory, is gone up on high. Pleading for His children in that blessèd place, Calling them to glory, sending them His grace; His bright home preparing, faithful ones, for you; Jesus ever liveth, ever loveth, too. Refrain All His suffering ended, joyfully we sing, Jesus hath ascended! Glory to our King!

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• [Rev 5:8] New Song (pierson), The

  With harps and with vials, there stand a great throng In the presence of Jesus, and sing this new song: Refrain Unto Him Who hath loved us and washed us from sin, Unto Him be the glory forever, Amen. All these once were sinners, defiled in His sight, Now arrayed in pure garments in praise they unite: Refrain He maketh the rebel a priest and a king, He hath bought us and taught us this new song to sing: Refrain How helpless and hopeless we sinners had been, If He never had loved us till cleansed from our sin: Refrain Aloud in His praises our voices shall ring, So that others believing, this new song shall sing: Refrain

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