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How long shall Death the Tyrant reign

Appears in 117 hymnals Lyrics: 1 How long shall Death the Tyrant reign And triumph o'er the just, While the rich blood of martyrs slain Lies mingled with the dust. 2 When will the tedious night be gone? When will our Lord appear; Our fond desires would pray him down, Our love embrace him here. 3 Let faith arise and climb the hills, And from afar descry How distant are his chariot wheels, And tell how fast they fly. 4 Lo! I behold the scattering shades, The dawn of Heav'n appears! The sweet immortal morning spreads Its blushes round the spheres, 5 I see the Lord of Glory come, And flaming guards around; The Skies divide to make him room, The trumpet shakes the ground. 6 I hear the voice— "ye dead arise," And straight the graves obey, And waking Saints with joyful eyes Salute the expected day. 7 They leave the ground, and on the wing Rais'd to the middle air, In shining garments meet their King, And lo adore him there. 8 O may my humble spirit stand Amongst them clothed in white: The meanest place at thy right hand Is infinite delight. 9 How will our joy and wonder rise, When our returning King, Shall bear us homeward thro' the skies On love's triumphant wing!
How long shall Death the Tyrant reign
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The time draws nigh when you and I

Appears in 6 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The time draws nigh when you and I Are to be separated; But this doth grieve our hearts to leave Each other to be parted; But let us see eternity, And meet the saints with joy, Our sighings o'er, we'll part no more, But reign, with Christ, in glory. 2 When Christians join, it is most fine For to adore their Saviour; High they can raise their songs of praise, And follow him forever; But when they part it grieves their heart, They here are so united; They fain would be, in company Always, they're so delighted. 3 Well, brethren dear, don't let us fear, We soon shall live together; When Christ descends to call his friends We then shall meet one another. Then to sit down, around the throne With saints and lovely Jesus, Eternal love, we'll sing above, And nothing then will grieve us. 4 The Lamb appears to wipe our tears, And to complete our glory; Then shall we rest, with all the blest, And tell the lovely story: To sit and tell, "Christ lov'd us well, "And that while we were sinners." Heaven will ring, while saints do sing, "Glory to the Redeemer."
The time draws nigh when you and I
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Think wordling, think! alas! how vain

Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Think worldling, think! alas! how vain Couldst thou this spacious earth obtain, And grasp it all from pole to pole, Yet lose thine own immortal soul. 2 What will thy mighty wealth avail When sickness shall thy health assail? Or when the pow'rful hand of death Shall seize upon thy mortal breath? 3 Think on the man who vainly said, "Take ease my soul, for there is laid "Sufficient store for many years, "To banish all your crowding fears." 4 But Oh! how soon his bliss expir'd! "Thou fool" said God "Thy soul's requir'd, "And all those heaps thou countest thine, "Thou shalt this very night resign." 5 O worldling here a warning take, Your gilded pleasures now forsake; Improve your time and talent given, And lay your treasure up in Heaven. 6 Will all your vast possessions buy, A mansion for your soul on high, When you're confin'd of God to dwell For ever in the lake of Hell? 7 Can wealth assuage the troubled mind, Or make the furious Devils kind? Can all the wealth from pole to pole Redeem one lost, immortal soul? 8 No worldling no; whoe'er thou art, If here on earth thou hast thy heart, However large thy share may be Eternal wants remain for thee.
Think wordling, think! alas! how vain
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The trumpet of God is sounding abroad

Appears in 14 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The trumpet of God is sounding abroad; The language of mercy, salvation thro' blood, 2 Thrice happy are they who hear and obey, And share in the blessing of this gospel-day. 3 Their anguish and smart, and sorrow depart, Who find this salvation inscrib'd on their heart. 4 True pleasures abound in the rapturous sound, And they that have found it have Paradise found. 5 Our Jesus to know, and feel his blood blow 'Tis life everlasting, 'tis heaven below! 6 This blessing be mine thro' favor divine; But, O my Redeemer! the glory be thine.
The trumpet of God is sounding abroad

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