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And when the dreadful trumpet far
Though Heaven and Earth shall sound,
All rising from their open'd graves
From death shall be unbound;
Save us, we pray, in that dread time
When all things pass away,
When Heaven and Earth, renewed by Thee
Shall never more decay.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Be honour, glory, praise,
From men, and saints in Paradise,
Blent with sweet Angels' lays.
THE NATIVITY.
When the Time by prophets spoken
Of the promise made to them,
By Him, whose word cannot be broken,
"That at lowly Bethlehem,
