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GLORIES OP CHRIST.
O this would greatly please us,
And make our hearts rejoice;
This sound is so inviting,
It brings the dead to life;
This sound is so transporting,
It ends the sinner’s strife.
1 0 sir, we would see Jesus,
Descending from above,
And making up his jewels,
The objects of his love ;
The sun and moon in mourning,
The stars of heaven fall,
The awful trumpet sounding
The universal call.
8 O sir, we would see Jesus,
On that great burning day,
Collecting all his children,
To carry them away
Unto their seat in glory,
Forever there to sing,
And tell the blessed story,
Of Jesus Christ their King.
60 6, 8.
Christ the King of Saints.
1 D EJOICE, the Lord is King ;
IX Your God and King adore;
Mortals give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore.
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.
2 Rejoice, the Saviour reigns
The God of truth and love •
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