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The Last Dread Trump Is Sounding
Author: Hermon G. Batterson Meter: 7.6.7.6.8.7 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: The last dread trump is sounding! Lyrics: 1 The last dread trump is sounding!
Heaven’s pearly gates unfold;
The Judge, with might abounding,
Ye nations, now behold!
Heaven is shaking, earth is quaking,
Death’s grim record see unrolled.
2 With angel hosts surrounded,
On glory clouds His throne!
Hell’s legions now confounded,
Must yield the King His own.
Sinners moaning, crimes now owning,
Which before were all unknown!
3 In piteous tones now pleading,
In terror and in fear;
All other cries unheeding
Save this one, "Savior, hear!"
Man is sighing, bitter crying!
See at last the Judge appear.
4 Let faithful souls, victorious,
With joy and gladness sing;
While heavenly hosts all glorious,
On light and joyous wing,
With the story of His glory
Make the starry arches ring!
5 With shouts of rapt devotion
And songs of holy joy,
From ocean back to ocean,
Ye saints, your tongues employ;
Filled with gladness, past all sadness,
Peace He brings without alloy! Used With Tune: CHALFONT Text Sources: Christmas Carols and Other Verses (Philadelphia: J. B. Lippincott, 1877)
The Last Dread Trump Is Sounding
Father Of Earth And Heaven
Author: Henry Ware, Jr. Meter: 7.7.8.7 D Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Father of earth and Heaven,
Whose arm upholds creation,
To Thee we raise the voice of praise,
And bend in adoration.
We praise the power that made us,
We praise the love that blesses;
While every day that rolls away
Thy gracious care confesses.
2 Life is from Thee, blest Father,
From Thee our breathing spirits;
And Thou dost give to all that live
The bliss that each inherits.
Day, night, and rolling seasons,
And all that life embraces,
With bliss are crowned, with joy abound,
And claim our thankful praises.
3 Though trial and affliction
May cast their dark shade o’er us,
Thy love doth throw a heav’nly glow
Of light on all before us.
That love has smiled from Heaven
To cheer our path of sadness,
And lead the way, through earth’s dull day,
To realms of endless gladness.
4 That light of love and glory
Has shone through Christ the Savior,
The holy Guide who lived and died
That we might live forever.
And since Thy great compassion
Thus brings Thy children near Thee,
May we to praise devote our days,
And love as well as fear Thee.
5 And when death’s final summons
From earth’s dear scenes shall move us,
From friends, from foes, from joys, from woes,
From all that know and love us,
O, then, let hope attend us;
Thy peace to us be given;
That we may rise above the skies,
And sing Thy praise in Heaven.
Used With Tune: WORSHIP
Father Of Earth And Heaven
Quão bemaventurado
Meter: 7.6 Appears in 3 hymnals Used With Tune: BEMAVENTURANÇA
Quão bemaventurado
Jesus, The Glory Take!
Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 7.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Jesus, the glory take!
Afflicted, and oppressed,
Reviled and hated for Thy sake,
Thou hast pronounced us blest:
The blessing we receive,
We all our seal set to,
Now, Lord, we feelingly believe,
And own that Thou art true.
2 Faithful and good Thou art;
We taste the heavenly powers,
The glorious earnest in our heart
Ensures the kingdom ours:
Exceeding glad we are,
Our ravished bosoms swell
With ecstasy too strong to bear,
With joy unspeakable.
3 Through persecution bold,
To Thee our songs we raise;
Thee in the furnace we behold,
Thee in the fires we praise:
We now the promise know,
Sufficient is Thy love
To bear us thro’ these storms below,
And land us safe above.
4 To suffer now is sweet,
For Thou the strength hast given:
And O! how infinitely great
Is our reward in Heaven!
We shall be surely there,
The fight will soon be won;
The cross we now with Jesus bear
Shall lift us to the throne.
5 ’Twas thus the saints of God,
His messengers and seers
The narrow path of sufferings trod,
And past the vale of tears,
Through sore afflictions past
To better worlds above,
And more than conquered all at last
In our Redeemer’s love.
6 Sufferers like them beneath,
Through much distress and pain,
Through all the toils of hell and death
We come with them to reign:
With Christ the glorious King,
Who wipes our tears away,
And calls us up His praise to sing
In everlasting day. Used With Tune: WORSHIP Text Sources: Hymns for Times of Trouble and Persecution by John and Charles Wesley (London: Strahan, 1744)
Jesus, The Glory Take!
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