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The Song of the Redeemed.

And I heard as it were the voice of a great multitude, and as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of mighty thunderings, saying, “Alleluia; for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth."-REV. xix. 6.

STAND up before your God,

You army bold and bright,
Saints, martyrs, and confessors

In your robes of white;

The church below doth challenge you

To an act of praise;

Ready with mirth in all the earth

Her matin song to raise.

Stand up before your God,

In beautiful array,

Make ready all your instruments

The while we mourn and pray;

For we must stay to mourn and pray

Some prelude to our song;

The fear of death has clogged our breath

And our foes are swift and strong.

THE SONG OF THE REDEEMED.

But ye, before your God,

Are hushed from all alarm,

Out through the grave and gate of death
Ye have passed into the calm;
Your fight is done, your victory won,
Through peril and toil and blood;
Among the slain on the battle-plain,
We buried ye where ye stood.

Stand up before your God,

Although we can not hear

The new song he hath taught you

With our fleshly ear,

Our bosoms burn that hymn to learn,

And from the church below,

E'en while we sing, on heavenward wing
Some happy souls shall go.

Ye stand before your God,
But we press onward still,
The soldiers of His army,

The servants of His will;

A captive band, in foreign land

Long ages we have been;

But our dearest theme and our fondest dream

Is the home we have not seen.

We soon shall meet our God,

The hour is wafting on,

The dayspring from on high hath risen,

And the night is spent and gone;

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THE SONG OF THE REDEEMED.

The light of earth, it had its birth,

And it shall have its doom;

The sons of earth they are few in birth,

But many in the tomb.

Henry Alford.

The Gospel of Peace.

How beautiful are the feet of them that preach the GOSPEL OF PEACE, and bring glad tidings of good things.-ROMANS X. 15.

WHILE to Bethlem we are going,
Tell me, Blas, to cheer the road,
Tell me why this lovely infant
Quitted his divine abode ?

"From that world, to bring to this
Peace, which of all earthly blisses,
Is the brightest, purest bliss."

Wherefore from his throne exalted
Came he on this earth to dwell,-

All his pomp an humble manger,
All his court a narrow cell?

"From that world to bring to this
Peace, which of all earthly blisses,

Is the brightest purest bliss."

Why did he, the Lord Eternal,
Mortal pilgrim deign to be,-
He, who fashioned for his glory

Boundless immortality?

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THE GOSPEL OF PEACE.

"From that world to bring to this

Peace, which, of all earthly blisses,
Is the brightest, purest bliss."

Well, then, let us haste to Bethlem,-
Thither let us haste and rest:

For, of all Heaven's gifts, the sweetest,
Sure, is Peace, the sweetest, best.

John Bowring.

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