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THE DELIVERER

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Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Mar 15, 1860

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 15, No. 17.

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THE DELIVERER.

ARISE! the kingdom is at hand, The King is drawing nigh; Arise with joy, thou faithful band, To meet the Lord most high! Ye Christians, hasten forth, With holy ardors greet your King, And glad hosannas to him sing; Naught else your love is worth.
Look up, ye drooping hearts, to-day! The King is very near. Oh! cast your griefs and fears away, For, lo! your help is here; And comfort rich and sweet In many a place for us is stored, Where, in his sacraments and word, Our Saviour we can meet.
Look up, ye souls weighed down with care; The Sovereign is not far. Look up, faint hearts, from your despair; Behold the Morning Star! The Lord is with us now, Who shall the sinking spirit feed With strength and comfort at its need, To whom e'en death shall bow.
Hope, oh ye broken hearts, at last! The King comes on in might; He loved us in the ages past When we sat wrapped in night; Now are our sorrows o'er, And fear and wrath to joy give place, Since God hath made us, in his grace, His children evermore.
Oh! rich the gifts thou bringest us, Thyself made poor and weak; Oh love beyond compare, that thus Can foes and sinners seek! For this to thee alone We raise on high a gladsome voice, And evermore with thanks rejoice Before thy glorious throne.