2 Thy Zion palms is strewing With branches fresh and fair; And every soul awaking,
Her anthem shall prepare; Perpetual thanks and praises Forth from our hearts shall spring; And to Thy name the service
Of all our powers we bring.
3 O ye who sorrow, sinking
Beneath your grief and pain, Rejoice in His appearing,
Who shall your souls sustain: He comes, He comes with gladness! How great is His good-will! He comes, all grief and anguish Shall at His word be still.
4 Ye who with guilty terror
Are trembling, fear no more; With love and grace the Savior Shall you to hope restore: He comes, who contrite sinners Will with the children place, The children of His Father,
The heirs of life and grace.
5 He comes, the Lord, to judgment; Woe, woe to them who hate! To those who love and seek Him He opes the heavenly gate. Come quickly, gracious Savior, And gather us to Thee, That in the light eternal Our joyous home may be.
Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates, Behold the King of glory waits;
The King of kings is draw-ing near, The Sav-ior of the world is here.
Life and salva-tion doth He bring, Wherefore rejoice and gladly sing:
2 The Lord is just, a helper tried, Mercy is ever at His side; His kingly crown is holiness, His sceptre, pity in distress. The end of all our woes He brings; Wherefore the earth is glad and sings, We praise Thee, Savior, now; Mighty indeed art Thou.
3 O blest the land, the city blest Where Christ the ruler is confessed: O happy hearts and happy homes, To whom this King in triumph comes! The cloudless sun of joy He is, Who bringeth pure delight and bliss; O Comforter divine!
What boundless grace is Thine!
4 Fling wide the portals of your heart, Make it a temple set apart From earthly use for heaven's employ Adorned with prayer and love and joy, So shall our Sovereign enter in, And new and nobler life begin, To Thee, O God, be praise, For word, and deed, and grace!
5 Redeemer, come, I open wide My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide: Let me Thine inner presence feel, Thy grace and love in me reveal. Thy Holy Spirit guide us on Until our glorious goal is won! Eternal praise and fame We offer to Thy name!
2 In earth's vale of sorrows the cold mists enshroud thee, And tears often flow;
And suffering and grief seem the portion allowed thee In this life below;
Yet, hear the glad message,
That rescue doth presage,
And pardon and peace
Through Him who doth bring thee release.
3 In earth's dreary deserts the sharp thorns will wound thee, And rough is the way;
And often thou longest from ills that surround thee To hasten away;
Yet, cease now thy sadness, God's springtime of gladness Through Christ thou shalt see: Awake, for He calleth to thee!
4 O lift up thine eyes now with hope unto heaven, The daybreak is here:
Thy Lord let all blessing and honor be given, Go meet Him with cheer;
When hearts are convicted
Of sin, and afflicted
His welcome will rise
In anthems of praise to the skies.
5 To God be all glory, who graciously sendeth
From heaven His light;
The way and the truth and the life my soul findeth,
And peace is my right.
O Christ, shine upon us!
From death Thou hast won us
To follow, O Lord,
Thy steps in the light of Thy word.
our hearts it cheer-eth! Wake, the Lord's great
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