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Show 375 314 HYMN 314. (L.M.) All glory to His holy name, Who sends His faithful servants forth 7 To prove the nations-to proclaim Salvation's tidings through the earth. Though deep'ning trials throng your way, Press on, press on, ye Saints of God; Ere long the resurrection day Will spread its life and truth abroad. 1 2 HYMN 315. Though outward ills await us here, The time at longest is not long Bow, ye Ere Jesus Christ will re-appear, Minister before his feet; Surrounded by a glorious throng. Hail the Patriarch's glad reign, 'Stablished now o'er the sea and main! 3 Lift up your hearts in praise to God Let your rejoicings never cease: Though tribulations rage abroad, 2 Christ says, "In me ye shall have peace." 4 What though our rights have been assailed1 Jehovah's purpose is not foiled. 3 His work is moving on apace, Endless with thy Lord preside: advance Lo, to greet thee now Thousands in the joyous dance! The "little stone," must fill the earth. Though Satan rage, 'tis all in vain; The words the ancient Prophets spoke, Sure as the throne of God remain Nor men nor devils can. revoke: Mother of our generations! Glorious by great Michael's side; Take thy children's adoration; And great events are roliing forth; The kingdom of the latter days, 6 Sons of Michael, 'tis his chariot Rolls its burning wheels along! Raise aloft your voices million In a torrent power of song; Hail our head with music soft! Raise sweet melodies aloft! What though by foes we've been despoiledl Jehovah's promise has not failed= '5 (P.M.) Sons of Michael, he approaches! Rise; the Eternal Father greet: thousands, low before him; 4 Raise a chorus, sons of Michael, Like old Ocean's roaring swell, |
