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WHO are these in bright array,

This innumerable throng, Round the altar night and day,

Hymning one triumphant song: "Worthy is the Lamb, once slain, Blessing, honor, glory, power, Wisdom, riches, to obtain,

New dominion every hour."
2 These through fiery trials trod;
These from great afflictions came;
Now, before the throne of God,

Sealed with His almighty name;
HEBER C. M.

Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor-palms in every hand,
Through their dear Redeemer's might,
More than conquerors they stand.
3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown,
On immortal fruits they feed;
Them the Lamb amidst the throne,

Shall to living fountains lead;
Joy and gladness banish sighs,
Perfect love dispels all fear,
And forever from their eyes
God shall wipe away the tear.
James Montgomery 1819
G. KINGSLEY

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FORTH to the Land of Promise bound,
Our desert path we tread;
God's fiery pillar for our guide,
His Captain at our head.

2 E'en now we faintly trace the hills,
And catch their distant blue;
And the bright City's gleaming spires
Rise dimly on our view.

3 Soon, when the desert shall be crossed, The flood of death passed o'er,

Our pilgrim hosts shall safely land

On Canaan's peaceful shore.

4 There love shall have its perfect work, And prayer be lost in praise;

And all the servants of our God
Their endless anthems raise.
STEPHENS C. M.

Henry Alford 1830

767

LET saints below in concert sing
With those to glory gone;
For all the servants of our King

In earth and heaven are one.
2 One family, we dwell in Him,
One Church above, beneath,
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death.

3 One army of the living God,
To His command we bow;
Part of the host have crossed the flood,
And part are crossing now.

4 Dear Saviour, be our constant guide; Then, when the word is given,

Bid Jordan's narrow stream divide,

And land us safe in heaven.

Charles Wesley 1759

W. JONES

768

HAPPY the souls to Jesus joined,
And saved by grace alone;
Walking in all His ways, they find

Their heaven on earth begun.

2 The Church triumphant in Thy love,
Their mighty joys we know;
They sing the Lamb in hymns above,
And we, in hymns below.

3 Thee, in Thy glorious realm, they praise, And bow before Thy throne; We, in the kingdom of Thy grace:

The kingdoms are but one.

4 The Holy to the Holiest leads;
From hence our spirits rise;
And he that in Thy statutes treads
Shall meet Thee in the skies.

Charles Wesley 1745

FAR down the ages now,

Her journey well nigh done,

The pilgrim Church pursues her way, Until her crown be won.

2 The story of the past

Comes up before her view;

How well it seems to suit her still.
Old, and yet ever new.

3 "Tis the same story still

Of sin and weariness,

Of grace and love yet flowing down To pardon and to bless.

4 No wider is the gate,

No broader is the way,

No smoother is the ancient path,
That leads to light and day,

5 Thus onward still we press
Through evil and through good,
Through pain and poverty and want,
Through peril and through blood.

6 Still faithful to our God,

And to our Captain true,

DEAR Saviour, we are Thine,

By everlasting bands;

Our names, our hearts, we would resign, Our souls, into Thy hands.

2 To Thee we still would cleave
With ever-growing zeal;

If millions tempt us Christ to leave,
O let them ne'er prevail!

3 Thy Spirit shall unite

Our souls to Thee, our Head;
Shall form in us Thine image bright,
That we Thy paths may tread.
4 Death may our souls divide

From these abodes of clay;
But love shall keep us near Thy side,
Through all the gloomy way.

5 Since Christ and we are one,

Why should we doubt or fear? If He in heaven has fixed His throne, He'll fix His members there.

Philip Doddridge 1740