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GALILEE (First Tune).

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1 Jesus shall reign wher-e'er the sun Doth his succes sive

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JOHN HATTON, 1793.

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I Lord, her watch Thy Church is keep-ing: When shall earth Thy rule o - bey?

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See the whitening har-vest languish, Wait -ing still the labourers' toil;

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Was it vain, Thy Son's deep anguish ? Shall the Strong re - tain the spoil? A-men.

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2 Tidings, sent to every creature,
Millions yet have never heard:
Can they hear without a preacher?
Lord almighty, give the word!
Give the word! in every nation
Let the Gospel trumpet sound,
Witnessing a world's salvation,
To the earth's remotest bound.

3 Then the end! Thy Church completed,
All Thy chosen gathered in,
With their King in glory seated,
Satan bound, and banished sin;
Gone for ever parting, weeping,

Hunger, sorrow, death, and pain; Lo! her watch Thy Church is keeping; Come, Lord Jesus, come to reign! Amen.

HENRY DOWNTON, 1867.

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J. BAPTISTE CALKIN, 1872.

I Fling out the ban-ner! let it float Sky-ward and sea-ward, high and wide;

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The sun that lightsits shining folds, The Cross, on which the Saviour died. A-men.

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2 Fling out the banner! angels bend
In anxious silence o'er the sign;
And vainly seek to comprehend
The wonder of the love divine.

3 Fling out the banner! heathen lands
Shall see from far the glorious sight,
And nations, crowding to be born,
Baptize their spirits in its light.

4 Fling out the banner! sin-sick souls
That sink and perish in the strife,
Shall touch in faith its radiant hem,
And spring immortal into life.

5 Fling out the banner! let it float
Skyward and seaward, high and wide,
Our glory, only in the Cross;

Our only hope, the Crucified!

6 Fling out the banner! wide and high,
Seaward and skyward, let it shine:
Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours;

We conquer only in that sign.

GEORGE W. DOANE, 1848.

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BENSON (First Tune).

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