III.

Behold, on flying clouds he comes! his saints shall bless the day; While they that pierc'd him sadly mourn in anguish and dismay.

IV.

I am the First, and I the Last; time centers all in me;

Th' almighty God, who was, and is, and evermore shall be.

Fort LXV.

REV. V. 6. to the end,

BEHOLD

I.

EHOLD the glories of the Lamb amidst his Father's throne;

Prepare new honours for his name, and songs before unknown.

II.

Lo! elders worship at his feet; the church adores around, With vials full of odours rich,

and harps of sweetest sound.

III.

Thèse odours are the pray'rs of saints, these sounds the hymns they raise; God bends his ear to their requests; he loves to hear their praise.

IV.

Who shall the Father's record search, !and hidden things reveal?

Behold the Son that record takes, and opens ev'ry seal!

V.

Hark! how th' adoring hosts above with songs surround the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues; but all their hearts are one.

VI.

Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, to be exalted thus ;

Worthy the Lamb, let us reply,

for he was slain for us.

VII.

To him be pow'r divine ascrib'd,
and endless blessings paid;
Salvation,.glory, joy, remain
for ever on his head!

VIII.

Thou hast redeem'd us with thy bload, and set the pris❜ners free;

Thou mad'st us kings and priests to God, and we shall reign with thee.

IX.

From ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tongue,
thou brought'st thy chosen race;
And distant lands and isles have shar'd
the riches of thy grace.

X.

Let all that dwell above the sky,

or on the earth below,

With fields, and floods, and ocean's shores, to thee their homage show.

XI.

To him who sits upon the throne,

the God whom we adore,

And to the Lamb that once was slain,

be glory evermore.

1.

How bright these glorious spirits shine!

whence all their white array? How came they to the blissful seats of everlasting day?

11.

Lo! these are they from suff'rings great who came to realms of light,

And in the blood of Christ have wash'd those robes which shine so bright.

Now, with triumphal palms, they stand
before the throne on high,

And serve the God they love, amidst
the glories of the sky.

IV.

His presence fills each heart with joy,
tunes ev'ry mouth to sing;

By day, by night, the sacred courts
with glad hosannahs ring.

V.

Hunger and thirst are felt no more, nor suns with scorching ray;

God is their sun, whose cheering beams diffuse eternal day.

VI.

The lamb which dwells amidst the throne. shall o'er them still preside; Feed them with nourishment divine, and all their footsteps guide.

VII.

'Mong pastures green he'll lead his flock, where living streams appear;

And God the Lord from ev'ry eye. shall wipe off ev'ry tear:

Lo!

LXVII.

REV. xxi. 19:

1.

! what a glorious sight appears

to our admiring eyes!

The former seas have pass'd away, the former earth and skies.