HYMN 60.
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
People and realms of ev'ry tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim;
Their early blessings on His Name.
Let ev'ry creature rise and bring
His holiest off'rings to our King;
Angels descend with songs again;
And earth repeat the loud amen.
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heav'nly host,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
HYMN 61.
Jesu, the very thought of Thee,
With sweetness fills the breast;
But sweeter far, Thy face to see,
And in Thy presence rest.
Tongue never spake, ear never heard,
Never from heart o'erflow'd,
A dearer Name, a sweeter Word,
Than Jesus, Son of God.
O hope of ev'ry contrite heart!
To penitents how kind!
