1 Onward speed thy conquering flight; Angel, onward speed; Cast abroad thy radiant light, Bid the shades recede; Tread the idols in the dust, Heathen fanes destroy, Spread the gospel's holy trust, Spread the gospel's joy. 2 Onward speed thy conquering flight; Angel, onward haste; Quickly on each mountain's height Be thy standard placed; Let thy blissful tidings float Far o'er vale and hill, Till the sweetly-echoing note Every bosom thrill. 3 Onward speed thy conquering flight; Angel, onward fly: Long has been the reign of night; Bring the morning nigh: 'Tis to thee the heathen lift Their imploring wail; Bear them Heaven's holy gift, Ere their courage fail. 4 Onward speed thy conquering flight Angel, onward speed; Morning bursts upon our sight-- 'Tis the time decreed: Jesus now his kingdom takes, Thrones and empires fall, And the joyous song awakes, "God is all in all." 319. H. M. Doddridge. The Glory of the Church in the Latter Day. Is. 60:1. 1 O Zion, tune thy voice, And raise thy hands on high; Tell all the earth thy joys, And boast salvation nigh. Cheerful in God, Arise and shine, While rays divine Stream all abroad. 2 He gilds thy mourning face With beams that cannot fade; His all-resplendent grace He pours around thy head. The nations round Thy form shall view, With lustre new Divinely crowned. 3 In honor to his name, Reflect that sacred light, And loud that grace proclaim, Which makes thy darkness bright; Pursue his praise, Till sovereign love In worlds above The glory raise. 320. 8s. & 7s. M. Urwick's Coll. Desiring Christ's Triumph. 1 O thou Sun of glorious splendor, Shine with healing in thy wing; Chase away these shades of darkness; Holy light and comfort bring. 2 Let the heralds of salvation Round the world with joy proclaim, "Death and hell are spoiled and vanquished Through the great Immanuel's name." 3 Take thy power, almighty Saviour; Claim the nations for thine own; Reign, thou Lord of life and glory, Till each heart becomes thy throne. 4 Then the earth, o'erspread with glory, Decked with heavenly splendor bright Shall be made Jehovah's dwelling-- As at first, the Lord's delight. 321. H. M. Brown. Millennium Hymn. 1 Isles of the south, awake! The song of triumph sing; Let mount, and hill, and vale, With hallelujahs ring: Shout, for the idol's overthrown, And Israel's God is God alone.