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John Newton·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!
He, whose word cannot be broken,
Formed thee for his own abode;
On the Rock of Ages founded,
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation’s walls surrounded,
Thou mayest smile at all thy foes.
Verse 2
See! the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove;
Who can faint, while such a river,
Ever flows their thirst t’ assuage?--
Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver,
Never fails from age to age.
Verse 3
Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and tire appear,
For a glory and a covering,
Showing that the Lord is near!
Thus deriving from their banner,
Light by night, and shade by day,
Safe they feed upon the manna
Which he gives them when they pray.
John Newton, “Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken”
Otterbein 1890 No. 443 · 8s, 7s. D · Austria
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Benjamin Beddome·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Ascend thy throne, almighty King,
And spread thy glories all abroad;
Let thine own arm salvation bring,
And be thou known the gracious God.
Verse 2
Let millions bow before thy seat,
Let humble mourners seek thy face,
Bring daring rebels to thy feet,
Subdued by thy victorious grace.
Verse 3
Oh, let the kingdoms of the world
Become the kingdoms of the Lord!
Let saints and angels praise thy name,
Be thou through heaven and earth adored.
Benjamin Beddome, “Ascend Thy Throne, Almighty King”
Otterbein 1890 No. 449 · L.M · Baca
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Thomas Gibbons·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Lord! send thy word, and let it fly,
Armed with thy Spirit’s power;
Ten thousands shall confess its sway,
And bless the saving hour.
Verse 2
Beneath the influence of its grace,
The barren wastes shall rise,
With sudden flowers and fruits arrayed,--
A blooming paradise.
Verse 3
Peace, with her olives crowned, shall stretch
Her wings from shore to shore;
No trump shall rouse the rage of war,
Nor murderous cannon roar.
Verse 4
Lord! for these days we wait;--these days
Are in thy word foretold;
Fly swifter, sun and stars! and bring
This promised age of gold.
Verse 5
Amen!--with joy divine, let earth’s
Unnumbered myriads cry;
Amen!--with joy divine, let heaven’s
Unnumbered choirs reply.
Thomas Gibbons, “Lord! Send Thy Word, and Let It Fly”
Otterbein 1890 No. 67 · C.M · Evan
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