A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-337 |
| Words | 400 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
-■^ Though Satan rage, and kingdoms rise •
He utters his almighty voice,
The nations melt, the tumult dies.
2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought ;
And Jacob's God is still our aid :
bo +* The Kingdom
Behold the works his hand hath wrought!
What desolations he hath made !
3 From sea to sea, through all their shores,
He makes the noise of battle eease ;
When from on high his thunder roars,
He awes the trembling world to peace.
4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear ;
Chariots he burns with heavenly flame :
Keep silence, all the earth, and hear
The sound and glory of his name :
5 " Be still, and learn that I am God
Exalted over all the lands ;
I will be known and fear'd abroad ;
For still my throne in Sion stands."
6 O Lord of hosts, almighty King !
While we so near thy presence dwell,
Our faith shall rest secure, and sing
Defiance to the gates of hell.
" Be thou exulted in the whole earth"
1 A RM of the Lord, awake, awake,
^*- The terrors of the Lord display ;
Out of their sins the nations shake,
Tear their vain confidence away;
Conclude them all in unbelief,
And fill their hearts with sacred grief
2 Of judgment now the world convince,
The end of Jesu's coming show ;
To sentence their usurping prince,
Him and his works destroy below ;
To finish and abolish sin,
And bring the heavenly nature in.
3 Then the whole earth again shall rest,
And see its paradise restored;
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Then every soul, in Jesus blest,
Shall bear the image of its Lord,
Jn finish' d holiness renew'd,
Immeasurably fill'd with God.
4 O vvouldst thou bring the final scene,
Accomplish the redeeming plan,
Thy great millennial reign begin ;
That everv ransom'd child of man,
That every soul, may bow the knee,
And rise to reign with God in thee !
HYMN 697. I- m.
Psalm lxxii.
1 TESUS shall reign where'er the sun
*J Doth his successive journeys run ;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more.
2 For him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown his head ;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.