HOW LOVELY ON THE MOUNTAINS are the feet of Him
Who brings good news, good news,
Proclaiming peace, announcing news of happiness,
Our God reigns, our God reigns.

    Our God reigns, our God reigns,
    Our God reigns, our God reigns.

You watchmen lift your voices joyfully as one,
Shout for your King, your King.
See eye to eye the Lord restoring Zion:
Your God reigns, your God reigns!

Waste places of Jerusalem break forth with joy,
We are redeemed, redeemed.
The Lord has saved and comforted His people:
Your God reigns, your God reigns!

Ends of the earth, see the salvation of your God,
Jesus is Lord, is Lord.
Before the nations He has bared His holy arm:
Your God reigns, your God reigns!
     Leonard E. Smith Jnr.
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O LOVE THAT WILT NOT LET ME GO,
I rest my weary soul in thee:
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.

O light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee:
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day,
May brighter, fairer be.

O joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee:
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.

O cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee:
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.
     George Matheson.
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BEFORE THE THRONE OF GOD ABOVE,
I have a strong, a perfect plea,
A great High Priest whose name is Love,
Who ever lives and pleads for me.
My name is graven on His hands,
My name is written on His heart.
I know that while in heaven He stands,
No tongue can bid me thence depart,
No tongue can bid me thence depart.

When Satan tempts me to despair,
And tells me of the guilt within,
Upward I look and see Him there,
Who made an end to all my sin.
Because the sinless Saviour died,
My sinful soul is counted free.
For God the Just is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me,
To look on Him and pardon me.

Behold Him there! The risen Lamb,
My perfect, spotless righteousness.
The great unchangeable I AM,
The King of glory and of grace!
One with Himself I cannot die,
My soul is purchased with His blood;
My life is hid with Christ on high,
With Christ, my Saviour and my God,
With Christ my Saviour and my God.
     Charitie L. Bancroft
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O JESUS, I HAVE PROMISED
To serve Thee to the end.
Thou forever near me, My Master and my Friend.
I shall not fear the battle If Thou art by my side,
Nor wander from the pathway,
If Thou wilt be my Guide.

O let me feel Thee near me;
The world is ever near.
I see the sights that dazzle, The tempting sounds I hear.
My foes are ever near me, Around me and within.
But Jesus, draw Thou nearer,
And shield my soul from sin.

O let me hear Thee speaking
In accents clear and still,
Above the storms of passion, The murmurs of self-will.
O speak to reassure me, To hasten, or control.
O speak, and make me listen,
Thou Guardian of my soul.

O Jesus, Thou hast promised
To all who follow Thee
That where Thou art in glory There shall Thy servants be.
And, Jesus, I have promised To serve Thee to the end.
O give me grace to follow
My Master and my Friend.

O let me see Thy footmarks,
And in them plant mine own.
My hope to follow duly Is in Thy strength alone.
O guide me, call me, draw me, Uphold me to the end.
And then in heaven receive me,
My Saviour and my Friend.
     John Ernest Bode.
Contributors:   Revd. Samuel S. Thorp, Deborah Yeates, David Carter, Alison Bright, Kathryn Grudgings, Alison Perters
Production:   David Carter