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the production of John Cennick, the Moravian. Lo! He comes with clouds descending Once for favored sinners slain, Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumph of His train. Hallelujah! God appears on earth to reign. * * * * * Yea, amen; let all adore Thee High on Thy eternal throne. Saviour, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdom for thine own; O come quickly; Hallelujah! Come, Lord, come. _THE TUNES._ Various composers have written music to this universal hymn, but none has given it a choral that it can claim as peculiarly its own. "Brest," Lowell Mason's plain-song, has a limited range, and runs low on the staff, but its solemn chords are musical and commanding. As much can be said of the tunes of Dr. Dykes and Samuel Webbe, which have more variety. Those who feel that the hymn calls for a more ornate melody will prefer Madan's "Helmsley." "LO! WHAT A GLORIOUS SIGHT APPEARS." The great Southampton bard who wrote "Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood" was quick to kindle at every reminder of Fruition Day. Lo! what a glorious sight appears To our believing eyes! The earth and seas are passed away, And the old rolling skies. From the third heaven, where God resides, That holy, happy place, The New Jerusalem comes down, Adorned with shining grace. This hymn of Watts' sings one of his most exalted visions. It has been dear for two hundred years to every Christian soul throbbing with millennial thoughts and wishful of the day when-- The God of glory down to men Removes His best abode, --and when-- His own kind hand shall wipe the tears From every weeping eye, And pains and groans, and griefs and fears, And death itself shall die, --and the yearning cry of the last stanza, when the vision fades, has been the household ? [A] of myriads of burdened and sorrowing saints-- How long, dear Saviour, O how long Shall this bright hour delay? Fly swifter round ye wheels of Time, And bring the welcome day! [Footnote A: Transcriber's note--This question mark is in the original. It is possibly a compositor's query which the author missed when correcting the proofs. The missing text could be "word".] _THE TUNES._ By right of long appropriation both "Northfield" and "New Jerusalem" o
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