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179 CM.

1 T)EHOLD the Saviour of mankind
JD Nailed to the shameful tree!
How vast the love that Him inclined

To bleed and die for thee!

2 Hark, how He groans ! while nature shakes.

And earth's strong pillars bend !
The temple's veil in sunder breaks.
The solid marbles rend.

3 'Tis done ; the precious ransom's paid :

" Receive my soul !" He cries :
See where He bows His sacred head !
He bows His head and dies.

4 But soon He'll break death's envious chain

And in full glory shine.
Lamb of God ! was ever pain,
Was ever love like Thine ?

Sanmd WeOey, 8r. 1700.

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180 S.M.

1 "pEHOLD the amazing sight,
JD The Saviour lifted high !

Behold the Son of God's delight
Expire in agony !

2 For whom, for whom, my heart,
Were all these sorrows borne ?

Why did He feel that piercing smart,
^d meet that various scorn ?

3 For love of us He bled,
And all in torture died ;

'Twas Love that bowed His fainting head,
And oped His gushing side.

4 Drawn by such cords as these.
Let all the world combine

With cheerful ardor to confess
The energy divine.

6 In Thee our hearts unite,
Nor share Thy griefe alone.
But from Thy Cross pursue their flight
To Thy triumphant throne.

Doddridge. 1755.

181 CM.

1 A LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed,
xx And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred Head

For such a worm as I?

2 Was it for crimes that I had done

He groaned upon the tree 7

Amazing pity I grace unknown I

And Love beyond degree !

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3 Well might the sun in darkness hide,

And shut his glories in,
When Christ the mighty Maker died
For man the creature's sin I

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face,

While. His dear cross appears ;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes in tears.

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay

The debt of love I owe.
Here, Lord, I give myself away :
'Tis all that I can ao.

WaUs. 1709.

182 8.7.

1 QTRICKEN, smitten, and afflicted,
O See Him dying on the tree !

'Tis the Christ by man rejected ;
Yes, my soul, 'tis He I 'tis He !

2 Mark the Sacrifice appointed !

See who bears the awful load ;
'Tis the Word, the Lord's Anointed,
Son of man, and Son of God.

3 Here we have a firm foundation ;

Here the refiige of the lost ;
Christ's the Rock of our salvation :
His the Name of which we boast.

4 Lamb of God for sinners wounded I

Sacrifice to cancel guilt !
None shall ever be confounded

Who on Thee their hope have built.

Thamoi KMjf. 1801.

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183 L.M.

1 T17HEN I survey the wondrous Cross

Vf On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast.

Save in the death of Christ, my God ;
All the vain things that charm me moet,
I sacrifice them to His Blood.

3 See, from His head. His hands. His feet.

Sorrow and love flow mingled down !
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet.
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ?

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were a tribute far too small j
Love so amazing, so divine.

Demands my soul, my life, my all.

WaiU. 1709. a.

184 78. 6 Unes.

1 T17EARY sinner, keep thine eyes

? f On the atoning Sacrifice :
There the Incarnate Deity
Numbered with transgressors see:
There His Father's absence mourns.
Nailed, and bruised, and crowned with thorns.

2 Surely Qirist thy griefs hath borne ;
Weeping soul, no longer mourn :
View Him bleeding on the tree,
Pouring out His life for thee :
There thy every sin He bore ;
Weeping soul, lament no more.

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' 3 Cast thy guilty soul on Him,
Find Him mighty to redeem :
At His feet thy burden lay,
liook thy doubts and cares away :
Now, by faith, the Son embrace.
Plead His promise, trust His grace.

4 Lord, Thy arm must b^ revealed.
Ere I can by faith be healed :
Since I scarce can look to Thee,
Cast a gracious eye on me :
At Thy feet myself I lay:
Shine, O shine my fears away !

AugwtM JUbuff^M^ Topladg. 1759.


1 A LL is o'er, the pain, the sorrow,
XI. Human taunts and Satan's spite ;
Death shall be despoiled to-morrow

Of the prey he grasps to-night ;
Yet once more, to seal his doom,
Christ must sleep within the tomb.

2 Fierce and deadly was the anguish

Which on yonder Cross He bore ;
How did soul and body languish

Till the toil of death was o'er I
But that toil, so fierce and dread.
Bruised and crushed the serpent's head.

3 Close and still the cell that holds Him,

While in brief repose He lies :
Deep the slumber that enfolds Him,

Veiled awhile from mortal eyes ;
Slumber such a« needs must be
After hard-wom victory.

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4 We this night with plaintive voioing
Chant His requiem soft and low ;:
Loftier strains of loud rejoidng

From to-morrow's harp shall flow :
Death and hell at length are slain,
Christ hath triumphed, Christ doth reign.

John M&uUrie. 1858. a.

186 ^ ruhest Du. 6.6.11.

1 p EST of the weary ! Thou
Xi Thyself art restmg now,

Where lowly in Thy sepulchre Thou liest ;

From out her deathly sleep

My soul doth start, to weep
So sad a wonder, that Thou, Saviour, diesti

2 Thy bitter anguish o'er,

To this darit tomb they bore
Thee, Life of life — Thee, Lord of all creation !

The hollow rocky cave

Must serve Thee for a grave,
Who wast Thyself the Rock of our salvation !

3 O Prince of Life ! I know
That when I too lie low.

Thou wilt at last my soul from diea^h awaken :

Wherefore I will not shrink

From the grave's awful brink ;
The heart that trusts in Thee shall ne'er be shaken*

4 To me the darksome tomb
Is but a narrow room,

Where I may re^ in peace, fix>m sorrow free.

Thy Death shall give me power

To cry in that dark hour,
O Death ! O Grave ! where is your victory ?

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5 The grave can naught destroy ;
Only the flesh can die,

And e'en the body triumphs o'er decay :

Clothed by Thy wondrous might

In robes of dazzling light,
This flesh shall burst the grave at that Last Day.

6 My Jesus, day by day.
Help me to watch and pray.

Beside the tomb where in my heart Thou'rt laid.

Thy bitter Death shall be

My constant memory.
My guide at last into death's awfiil shade.

Solomon Prank. 1686.
Miu Winktoorth, Tr. 1855.

187 C.M.

1 TE8U8, Thy soul, for ever blest,
J Hath gone among the dead.
And to his peaceful place of rest

The dying thief hath led.

2 And all for us ; that when, ere long.

We shall resign our breath.

We may not fear to go among

The unseen shades of death.

3 In death's dark vale I soon must be,

But I will nothing fear ;
Thy rod and staff* will comfort me ;
Thou hast Thyself been there.

Isaac WiOiams. 1842. a.

188 -^^ -^ Herr Jesu, Ruh und Bast. L. M.

1 T ORD Jesus, Who, our souls to save,
MJ Didst rest and slumber in the grave,
Now grant us all in Thee to rest.
And here to live as seems Thee best.

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2 Give us the strength, the dauntless faith,
That Thou hast purchased with Thy Death,
And lead us to that glorious place,
Where we shall see the Father's face.

3 O Lamb of God, Who once was slain.
We thank Thee for that bitter pain.
Let us partake Thy Death, that we
May enter into Life with Thee.

George Werner. 1638.
Misa WitOnoorlh, Tr. 1868.

189 8.7.

^ 1 IT AIL, all hail. Thou Xiord of glory !
JLI Thee bur Father, Thee we own !
Abraham heard not of our story,
Israel ne'er our name hath known :

2 But, Redeemer, Thou hast sought us.
Thou hast heard Thy children's wail ;
Thou with Thy dear Blood hast bought us ;
Hail, Thou mighty Victor, hail !

Arthur CleveiUmd Ooxe. 1843.

190 L.M.

1 IJE dies, the Friend of sinners diesl
11 Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around.
A solemn darkness veils the skies ;

A sudden trembling shakes the ground.

2 Here's love and grief beyond degree :

The Lord of glory dies for men ;
But lo, what sudden joys we see !
Jesus, the dead, revives again.

3 The rising God forsakes the tomb I

The tomb in vain forbids His rise :
Cherubic legions guard Him home,
And shout Him welcome to the skies.

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4 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high your ^reat Deliverer reigns.
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell,
And led the monster. Death, in chains.
6 Say, " Live for ever, wondrous King,
feorn to redeem, and strong to save I"
Then ask the monster : " Where's thy sting ?
And where's thy victory, boasting grave V

Watt*. 1706. a.


1 TTTHO is this that comes from Edom, v

VV All His raiment stained with blood,
To the captive speaking freedom,
Bringing and oestowmg good ;
Glorious in the garb He wears,
Glorious in the spoil He bears?

2 'Tis the Saviour, now victorious.

Travelling onward in His m^t ;
'Tis the Saviour ; O how glorious

To His people is the sight I
Satan conquered and the grave,
Jesus now is strong to save.

3 Why that blood his raiment staining ;

'Tis the blood of many slain :
Of His foes there's none remaining.

None the contest to maintain.
PalVn they are, no more to rise ;
All their glory prostrate lies.

4 Mighty Victor I reign for ever,

W ear the crown so dearly won ;
Never shall Thy people, never.

Cease to sing what Thou hast done ;
Thou hast fought Thy people's foes ;
Thou hast healed Thy people's woes.

Thumm K^. 1800. a.

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192 78.

1 pHEIST the Lord is risen to-day,
\j Sons of men and angels say.
Eaise your joys and triumphs high ;
Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.

2 Love's redeeming work is done.
Fought the fight, the battle won ;
Lo ! the Sun*s eclipse is o'er ;
Lo ! He set» in blood no more.

3 Vain the stone, the wateh, the seal ;
Qirist has burst the gates of hell I
Death in vain forbids Hk rise ;
Christ hath opened Paradise.

4 Lives t^in our glorious King ;
Where, O Death, is now Thy sting ?
Dying once. He all doth save ;
Where thy victory, O Grave ?

6 Soar we now where Christ hath led.

Following our exalted Head :

Made like Him, like Him we rise ;

Ours the cross, the grave, the skies !
6 Hail, the Lord of earth and heaven !

Praise to Thee by both be given :

Thee we greet triumphant now ;

Hail, the Resurrection Thou I

q. Wesley. 1739.

193 -6.D.

1 npHE day of Resurrection !
X Earth, tell it out abroad I
The Passover of gladness.

The Passover of God !
Prom death to Life eternal,
From earth unto the sky.
Our Christ hath brought us over,
With hymns of victory.

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2 Our hearts be pure from evil,

That we may see ari^t
The Lord in rays eternal

Of resurrection light:
And listening to His accents,

May hear, so calm and plain,
His own " All hail !" — and, hearing,

May raise the victor strain.

3 Now let the heavens be joyful !

Let earth her song begin !
Let all the world keep triumph.

And all that is therein :
In grateful exultation

Their notes let all things blend,
For Christ the Lord hath risen.

Our Joy that hath no end.

John of DanuucuMy db. 760.
John M(uon Neah, lY. 1862. a.

194 Trochaic. 7.6.

1 /^OME, ye faithful, raise the strain
\j Of triumphant gladness I

God hath brought His Israel
Into joy from sadness !

2 'Tis the Spring of souls to-day :

Christ hath burst His prison ;
And from three davs' sleep in death.
As a sun, hath risen.

3 All the winter of our sins,

Long and dark, is flying
From His light, to Whom we give
Thanks and praise undying.

4 Neither might the gates of death,

Nor the tomb's <mrk portaJ,

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Nor the watchers, nor the seal,
Hold Thee as a mortal :

6 But to-day amidst the twelve
Thou didst stand, bestowing
That Thy peace, which evermore
Passeth human knowing.

John of Domoaeiu, tA. 760.
John Mamm ^'MI•, 3V. 1802.

XOo JemiSy meme ZuverwM.

1 TESU8 CHRIST, my sure defence
J And my Saviour, ever liveth ;
Knowing this, my confidence

Rests upon the hope it giveth,
Though the night of death be fraught
Still with many an anxious thought.

2 Jesus, my Redeemer lives I
I, too, unto life must waken :

He will have me where He is :
Shall my courage then be shaken ?
Shall I fear ? Or could the Head
Rise and leave its members dead ?

3 Nay, too closely am I bound
Unto Him by hope for ever ;

Faith's strong hand the Rock hath found,
Grasped it, and will leave it never :
Not the ban of death can part
Prom its Lord the trusting heart.

4 What now sickens, mourns, and sighs,
Christ with Him in glory bringeth :

Earthly is the seed that dies.
Heavenly from the grave it spnngeth.
Natural is the death we die.
Spiritual our life on high.

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5 Saviour, draw away our heart
Now from pleasures baae and hollow,
Let us there with Thee have part.
Here on earth Thy footsteps follow.
Fix our hearts beyond the skies,
Whither we ourselves would rise.

Loui$a Henrietta of Brandenburg f 1653.
Mi88 Wmkworth, 3V. 1862.

196 *^^^^ ^' •' ^^ -^^ «^^ ^^*

1 TE8US lives ! no longer now

V Can thy terrors. Death, appal me ;
Jesus lives ! by this I know
From the grave "He will recall me.
Brighter scenes will then commence ;
This shall be my confidence.

2 Jesus lives! to Him the Throne
High o'er heaven and earth is given :

I shall go where He is gone,
Live and reign with Him in heaven.
God is pledged; weak doubtings, hence!
This shall be my confidence.

3 Jesus lives ! for me He died,
Hence will I, to Jesus living,

Pure in heart and act abide.
Praise to Him and glory giving.
Freely God doth aid dispense ;
This shall be my confidence.

4 Jesus lives ! I know fliU well,
Naught from mc His Love shall sever;

Ltfe, nor death, nor powers of hell.
Part me now from Christ for ever.
God will be a sure Defence :
This shall be my confidence.

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5 JesuB liyee I henceforth is death

But the gate of Iif<b immortal ;

This shall calm mj trembling breath,

When I pass its gloomy portal.
Faith shall cry, as fails each sense,
" Lord, Thou art my Confidence I"

Chrittian F. GeOerL 1757.

Eranoet Elmibdk Cox, Tr. 1841-64.

197 Wmcmmm^HdAmStreke, CM.

1 IITELCOME, Thou Victor in the strife,

VV Welcome from out the cave !
To day we triumph in Thy life
Around Thine empty grave.

2 Our enemy is put to shame.

His short-lived triumph o'er ;
Our God is with us, we exclaim,
We fear our foe no more.

3 The dwellings of the just resound

With songs of victory ;
For in their midst Thou, Lord, art found.
And bringest peace with Thee.

4 O let Thy conquering banner wave

0*er hearts Thou mak^t free ;
And point the path that from the grave
Leads heavenward up to Thee.

5 We bury all our sin and crime

Deep in our Saviour's tomb.
And seek the treasure there, that time
Nor change can e'er consume.

6 Fearless we lav us in the toinb^

And sleep the night away.
If Hiou art there to break the gloom^
And call us back to day.

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7 Death hurts us not : his power is gone,
And pointless all His darts :
God's favor now on us hath shone,
Joy filleth all our hearts.

Bem'amin SehmoOc. 1712.
Min Wmkworth, Tr. 1866.

198 CM.

1 TjlATHER of Jesus Christ, my Lord,
D My Saviour, and my Head,

I trust in Thee, whose powerful word
Hath raised Him £rom the dead.

2 Thou knowest for my offence He died,

And rose again for me ;
Fully and freely justified,
That I might live to Thee.

3 Eternal life to all mankind

Thou hast in Jesus given ;
And all who seek, in Him, shall find
The happiness of Heaven.

4 Obedient faith, that waits on Thee,

Thou never wilt reprove ;
But Thou wilt form Thy Son in me.
And perfect me in love.

5 To Thee the glory of Thy power

And faithfiilness I give.
I shall in Christ, at that glad hour.
And Christ in me shall live.

a Wedey. 1742.

199 Psalm 24. L. M.

1 AUE Lord is risen from the dead ;
vJ Our Jeeus fe gone up on high :
The powers of hell are captive led.
Dragged to the portals of the sky.

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2 There His triumphal chariot waits.

And angels chant the solemn lay :
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates I
Ye everlasting doors, give way !

3 Loose all your bars of massy light,

And wide unfold the radiant scene :
He claims these mansions as His right;
Receive the King of Glory in.

4 Who is the King of Glory, who ?

The Lord, that all His foes overcame ;
The world, sin, death, and hell overthrew ;
And Jesus is the Conqueror's name.

0. Wedey. 1741.

200 78.

1 TJAIL the day that sees Him rise,
JLI Glorious, to His native skies !
Christ, awhile to mortals given,
Beascends His native heaven.

2 There the glorious triumph waits ;
Lift your heads, eternal gates !
Wide unfold the radiant scene ;
Take the King of Glory in !

3 Him though highest heaven receives.
Still He loves the earth He leaves ;
Though returning to His throne,
Still He calls mankind His own.

4 See, He lifts His hands above !
See, He shows the prints of love I
Hark, His gracious lips bestow
Blessings on His Church below !

6 Still for us His Death He pleads;
Prevalent, He intercedes :
Near Himself prepares our place,
Harbinger of human race.

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6 There we shall with Thee remain,
Partners of Thy endless reign ;
There Thy face unclouded see,
Find our heaven of heavens in Thee.

C. WeOey. 1739. a.

. 201 JHymmm. ctmamm glorias. L. M.

1 A HYMN of glory let us sing;

J\. New hymns throughout the world shall ring ;
By a new way none ever trod,
Christ mounteth to the throne of GK)d.

2 May our affections thither tend,
And thither constantly ascend,
Where, seated on the Father's throne,
Thee reigning in the heavens we own I

3 Be Thou our present Joy, O Lord,
Who wilt be ever our Biewttrd:
And as the countkss ages flee,
May all our glory be in Thee !

^de, d. 736.

202 *^^^f nostra JRedemptw, C. M.

1 f\ CHEIST, our Hope, our heart's.Desire,
\J Kedemption's only Spring !

Creator of the world art Thou,
Its Saviour and its King.

2 How vast the mercy and the Love

Which laid our sins on Thee,
And led Thee to a cruel death.
To set Thy people free I

3 But now the bands of death are burst,

The ransom has been paid ;
And Thou art on Thy Father's throne,
In glorious robes axmyed.

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4 O may Thy mighty Love prevail

Our sin^ souls to spare !
O may we come before Thy throne,
And find acceptance there !

5 O Christ, be Thou our present Joy,

Our ftiture great Reward ;
Our only glory may it be
To glory in the Lord !

John OumdUr, 1837.
203 ^^^ ^*»« ^««5* ^^' 7.6.

1 T\RAW us to Thee, Lord Jesus,
JL/ And we will hasten on ;

For 8tr<Mig desire doth seize us
To go where Thou art gone.

2 Draw us to Thee ; enlighten

These hearts to find Thy way,
That else the tempests frighten,
Or pleasures lure astray.

3 Draw us to Thee"; and teach us

Even now that rest to find.
Where turmoils cannot reach us.
Nor cares weigh down the mind.

4 Draw us to Thee ; nor leave us

Till all our path is trod.
Then in Thine arms receive us,
And bear us home to God.

Frederick Iktbridus. 1668.
JUlM Winkworth, Tr. 1862.

204 CM.

1 f\ THOU, Who thus exalted art,
\J On Whom our souls rely.
Grant to us now, in mind and heart.
To dwell with Thee on high I


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2 And when at length redeemed by Thee,
The just from sleep shall rise,
With theirs our happy portion be,
A home beyond the skies.

B. J. W. 1832.

205 C.M.

1 rpHE Head that once was crowned with thorns
JL Is crowned with glory now ;

A royal diadem adorns
The mighty Victor's brow.

2 The highest place that heaven affords

Is EGs by sovereign right :
The King of kings and Lord of lords.
And heaven's eternal Light.

3 The joy of all who dwell above.

The joy of all below,
To whom He manifests His Love,
And grants His Name to know.

4 To them the Cross, with all its shame,

With all its grace, is given ;

Their name an everlasting name.

Their joy the joy of heaven.

5 They suffer with their Lord below,

They reign with Him above ;
Their profit and their joy to know
The mystery of His Love.

6 The Cross He bore is life and health.

Though shame and death to Him :
His people's hope, His people's wealth.
Their everlasting theme.

Tktmtu KeUif. 1820. «.

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1 TT ARK ! ten thousand harps and voices
Jl Sound the note of praise above !
Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ;

Jesus reigns, the God of love.
See, He sits on yonder throne ;
Jesus rules the world alone.

2 Jesus, hail ! Whose glory brightens

All above, and makes it fair :
Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens,

Cheers, and charms Thy people here.
When we think of Love like Thine,
Lord, we own it Love divine.

3 King of glory, reign for ever ;

Thine an everlasting crown :
Nothing from Thy Love shall sever

Those whom Thou hast made Thine own ;
Happy objects of Thy grace,
Destined to behold Tny face.

4 Saviour, hasten Thine appearing ;

Bring, O bring the glorious day,
When, the awftil summons hearing,

Heaven and earth shall pass away.
Then, with golden harp, we'll sing,
" Glory, glory to our King.'*

Thomas Kelly. 1804. a.

207 H.M.

1 "p E JOICE, the Lord is King !
jLi Your Lord and King adore ;
Mortals, give thanks and sing.
And triumph evermore ;
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice,
Eejoice, for evermore, rejoice.

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2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns,

The God of truth and love ;
When He had purged our stains
He took His seat above :
Lift up your heart, etc.

3 His kingdom cannot fail,

He rules o*er earth and heaven :
The keys of death and hell
Are to our Jesus given.
Lift up your heart, etc.

4 He sits at God's right hand.

Till all His foes submit.
And bow to His command.
And fall beneath His feet.
Lift up your heart, etc.

5 He all His foes shall quell,

Shall all our sins destroy ;
And every bosom swell
With pure seraphic joy :
Lift up your heart, etc.

6 Rejoice in glorious hope ;

Jesus, the Judge, shall come,
And take His servants up

To their eternal home :
We soon shall hear the archangel's voice,
The trump of God shall sound, Bejoice !

C. Wedey,n46.

208 Siegesfurste, Ehrenkmig,

1 pONQUERING Prince and Lord of glory,
\J Majesty enthroned in light !
All the heavens are bowed before Thee,
Far beyond them spreads Thy might.
Shall I fall not at Thy feet.
And my heart with rapture beat,

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Now Thy glory is displayed,

Thine ere yet the worlds were made ?

2 As I watch Thee far ascending

To the right hand of the throne,
See the host before Thee bending.

Praising Thee in sweetest tone,
Shall not I too at Thy feet
Here the angels' strain repeat,
And rejoice that heaven doth ring,
With the triumph of my King ?

3 Power and Spirit are overflowing ;

On me also be they poured :
Every hindrance overthrowing,

Make Thy foes Thy footstool. Lord.
Yea, let earth's remotest end
To Thy righteous sceptre bend ;
Make Thy way before Thee plain,
O'er all hearts and spirits reign.

4 Lo, Thy presence now is filling

AH Thy Church in every place,
Fill mv heart too, make me willing

In this season of Thy grace.

Come, Thou King of glory, come,
Deign to make my heart Thy home,
There abide and rule alone,
As upon Thy heavenly throne.

5 Thou art leaving me, yet bringing

God and heaven most inly near :
From this earthlv life upspringing.

As though still I saw Thee here.
Let my heart, transplanted hence.
Strange to earth, and time, and sense.
Dwell with Thee in heaven e'en now,
Where our only joy art Thou !

Qeriiard TerOeegen. 1737.
Miss yVinkworth, Tr. 186L

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209 L.M.

1 T KNOW that my Redeemer lives!

L What comfort this sweet sentence gives !
He lives, He lives, Who once was de^,
He lives, my ever-living Head.

2 He lives to bless me with His Love,
He lives to plead for me above.
He lives my hungry soul to feed.
He lives to help in time of need.

3 He lives to grant me rich supply.
He lives to guide me with His eye.
He lives to comfort me when faint,
He lives to hear my soul's complaint.

4 He lives to silence all my fears.
He lives to wipe away my tears,
He lives to calm my troubled heart,

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