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CHRISTIAN EXERCISES.
2 Floods of everlasting light
Freely flash before him ;
Myriads, with supreme delight,
Instantly adore him ;
Angel trumps resound his fame,
Lutes of lucid gold proclaim
All the music of his name,
Heaven echoing the theme.
3 Four and twenty elders rise
From their princely station,
Shout his glorious victories,
Sing the great salvation ;
Cast their crowns before his throne,
Cry in reverential tone,
‘ Glory be to God alone,
Holy, holy, holy One ! ’
4 Hark, the thrilling symphonies
Seem, methinks, to seize us;
Join we, too, the holy lays—
Jesus I Jesus ! Jesus !
Sweetest sound in seraph’s song,
Sweetest note on mortal’s tongue;
Sweetest carol ever sung—
Jesus, Jesus, flow along.
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foretaste of heaven.
1 QN earth the song begins,
In heaver more sweet more loud,
To him that drowns our sins
In his atoning blood.
‘To him ’ they cry in rapturous strain,
‘ Be honor, praise, and power.—amen.’
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