2 May every heart confess thy name, And ever thee adore; And seeking thee, itself inflame To seek thee more and more. 3 Thee may our tongues for ever bless, Thee may we love alone; And ever in our lives express The image of thine own. 245 C. M. Rise, Lord, let thine enemies be scattered. Num. 10:35. Jesus, immortal King! arise, Assert thy rightful sway, Till earth, subdued, its tribute brings, And distant lands obey. 2 Ride forth, victorious Conqueror! ride, Till all thy foes submit, And all the powers of hell resign Their trophies at thy feet. 3 Send forth thy word, and let it fly The spacious earth around, Till every soul beneath the sun Shall hear the joyful sound. 4 From sea to sea, from shore to shore, May Jesus be adored! And earth, with all her millions, shout Hosannas to the Lord. 246 C. M. The shadow of a great rock, etc. Isaiah 32:2. He who on earth as man was known, And bore our sins and pains, Now seated on th’ eternal throne, The Lord of glory reigns. 2 His hands the wheels of nature guide With sure, unerring skill, And countless worlds, extended wide, Obey his sovereign will. 3 While harps unnumbered sound his praise In yonder worlds above, His saints on earth admire his ways, And glory in his love. 4 This land through which his pilgrims go, Is desolate and dry; But streams of grace from him o’erflow, Their thirst to satisfy. 5 When troubles, like a burning sun, Beat heavy on their head, To this high Rock for rest they run, And find a pleasing shade. 6 How glorious he, how happy they In such a generous friend, Whose love secures them all the way, And crowns them at the end. 247 C. M. Ye are complete in him. Col. 2:10. How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer’s ear; It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear! 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; ’Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. 3 By thee my prayers acceptance gain, Although with sin defiled; Satan accuses me in vain, And I am owned a child. 4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought; But when I see thee as thou art, I’ll praise thee as I ought. 6 Till then, I would thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death!