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Thy kingdom come; thus day by day, 19 The Savior comes, by ancient bards foretold, 23 The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away, 30 Triumphant Zion, lift thy bead, 64 The Lord, the Judge, before his throne, 70 The Lord will come, the earth shall quake, 72 The chariot! the chariot, 77 The great archangel’s trump shall sound, 81 Thou Judge of quick and dead, 82 That awful day will surely come, 93 The counsels of redeeming grace, 103 ‘T was by an order from the Lord, 105 The morning flowers display their sweets, 111 The Lord has promised good to me, 118 The angel comes, he comes to reap, 120 These glorious minds, how bright they shine, 123 The fields are all white, the harvest is near, 134

There is an hour of peaceful rest, 125 The Lord of hosts is on my side, 130