4 His foes shall tremble at his sight, And hills and seas retire; His children take their upward flight, And leave the world on fire. 5 The seeds of joy and glory sown For saints in darkness here, Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown, And a rich harvest bear. 256 C. H. M. Thou hast put all things under his feet. Heb. 2:8. O North, with all thy vales of green, O South, with all thy palms, From peopled towns, and fields between, Uplift the voice of psalms; Raise, ancient East, the anthem high, And let the youthful West reply. 2 Lo! in the clouds of heaven appears God’s well-belovéd Son; He brings a train of brighter years— His kingdom is begun: He comes, a guilty world to bless With mercy, truth and righteousness. 3 O Father, haste the promised hour When at his feet shall lie All rule, authority, and power, Beneath the ample sky, When he shall reign from pole to pole, The Lord of every human soul. 4 When all shall heed the words he said, Amid their daily cares, And by the loving life he led Shall strive to pattern theirs; And he who conquered Death shall win, The mighty conquest over Sin. 257 C. P. M. The only foundation. Had I ten thousand gifts beside, I’d cleave to Jesus crucified, And build on him alone; For no foundation is there given On which to place my hopes of heaven, But Christ, the corner-stone. 2 Possessing Christ I all possess, Wisdom, and strength, and righteousness, And holiness complete; Bold in his name, I dare draw nigh Before the Ruler of the sky, And all his justice meet. 3 There is no path to heavenly bliss, To solid joy or lasting peace, But Christ, th’ appointed road; O may we tread the sacred way, By faith rejoice, and praise, and pray, Till we sit down with God! 4 The types and shadows of the word Unite in Christ, the Man, the Lord, The Saviour kind and true; O may we still his word believe, And all his promises receive, And all his precepts do. 5 As he above for ever lives, And life to dying mortals gives, Eternal and divine; O may his Spirit in me dwell! Then, saved from sin, and death, and hell, Eternal life is mine. 258 S. M. All we like sheep have gone astray. Isaiah. 53:6. Like sheep we went astray, And broke the fold of God; Each wandering in a different way, But all the downward road. 2 How dreadful was the hour When God our wanderings laid, And did at once his vengeance pour Upon the Shepherd’s head.