1 When shall the voice of singing Flow joyfully along? When hill and valley, ringing With one triumphant song, Proclaim the contest ended, And Him, who once was slain, Again to earth descended, In righteousness to reign? 2 Then from the craggy mountains The sacred shout shall fly, And shady vales and fountains Shall echo the reply: High tower and lowly dwelling Shall send the chorus round, The hallelujah swelling In one eternal sound. 301. C. M. Watts. Prospect of Universal Blessedness. 1 Lo! what a glorious sight appears To our believing eyes! The earth and seas are passed away, And the old rolling skies. 2 From the third heaven, where God resides That holy, happy place, The new Jerusalem comes down, Adorned with shining grace. 3 "The God of glory down to men Removes his blessed abode; Men, the dear objects of his grace, And he, the loving God. 4 "His own soft hand shall wipe the tears From every weeping eye; And pains and groans, and griefs and fears, And death itself shall die." 5 How long, dear Saviour, O how long Shall this bright hour delay? Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, And bring the welcome day. 302. L. M. Richards. The Cloud and Pillar of Fire. 1 Long as the darkening cloud abode, So long did ancient Israel rest; Nor moved they, till the guiding Lord In brighter garments stood confest. 2 Father of spirits, Light of light, Lift up the cloud, and rend the veil; Shine forth in fire, amid that night, Whose blackness makes the heart to fail. 3 'T is done! to Christ the power is given; His death has rent the veil away, Our great Forerunner entered heaven, And oped the gate of endless day. 4 Nor shall those mists that brood o'er time, Forever blind the mental eye; They backward roll, and light sublime Beams glory from our God on high. 5 Adoring nations hail the dawn, All kingdoms bless the noontide beam, And light, unfolding life's full morn, Is vast creation's deathless theme. 303. S. M Johns. The Kingdom of God. 1 Come, kingdom of our God, Sweet reign of light and love! Shed peace, and hope, and joy abroad, And wisdom from above. 2 Over our spirits first Extend thy healing reign; There raise and quench the sacred thirst, That never pains again. 3 Come, kingdom of our God! And make the broad earth thine, Stretch o'er her lands and isles the rod That flowers with grace divine. 4 Soon may all tribes be blest With fruit from life's glad tree; And in its shade like brothers rest Sons of one family.