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A Funeral Hymn.

1 I'TNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb,

%J Take this new treasure to thy trust j
And give these sacred relics room,
To seek a slumber in the dust.

2 Nor pair, nor grief, nor anxious fear
Invade thy bounds. No mortal woes
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here,
While angels watch the soft repose.

e 3 So Jesus slept ; — God^s dying Son

Pass'd through the grave, and blest the bed j
Rest, here, blest saint, till from his throne
The morning break, and pierce the shade.

4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ;
Attend, O earth! his sovereign word;

Restore thy trust — a glorious form —

Caird to ascend and meet the Lord. Watts*

HYMN 232. C. M. Sunday. [*]
77ie Resurrection. 1 Cor. xv, 5.2 — 58.
HEN the last trumpet's awful voice
This rending earth shall shake —


Select. HYMN 233. 651

When op'ning^ graves shall yield their charge j
And dust to life awake ; —

o 2 Those bodies, that corrupted fell,

Shall incorrupted rise ;
" And mortal forms shall spring- to life,

Immortal in the skies.

^^3 Behold, what heav'nly prophets sung")

Is now at last fulfill'd —
That death should yield his ancient reigrl,

And, vanquish'd quit the field.

4 Let faith exalt her joyful voice,

And thus begin to sing ;
d " Oh grave ! where is thy triumph now ?

And where, O Death ! thy sting !

5 " Thy sting was sin, and conscious guilt }
'Twas this that arm'd thy dart ;

The law gave sin its strength, and force,
To pierce the sinner's heart.

6 " But God, whose name be ever blest !
Disarms that foe we dread ;

And makes us conqu'rors, v/hen we die,
Through Christ our living head."

• - 7 (Then steadfast let us still remain,
Though dangers rise around ;
And in the work prescrib'd by God,
Yet more and more abound.

o 8 Assur'd, that though we labour now.
We labour not in vain ;
But through the grace of hsav'ns great Lord,
The eternal crown shall gain.) Scotch Par.

HYMN 233. C. M. Arimdel [*] '
The Last Tempest.
e 1 "¥^7"HEN wild confusion wrecks the air,
T f And tempests rend the skies ;
Whilst blended ruin, clouds and fire
In harsh disorder rise ; —

2 Safe in my Saviour's love I'll stand,

And strike a tuneful song ;
e My harp all trembling in my hand,
And all inspir'd my tongue.

65^ HYMN 234. Select.

d 3 I'll shout aloud, " Ye thunders roll,
" And shake the sullen sky ;
*' Your sounding- voice, from pole to pole,
" In angry murmurs try.

4 " Let the earth totter on her base,

" And clouds the heavens deform ;
*' Blow, all ye winds, from every place,

" And rush the final storm !"

— 5 Come quickly, blessed Hope, appear — ,

Bid thy swift chariot fly ;
Let angels tell thy coming near,
And snatch me to the sky.

o 6 Around thy wheels, in the glad throng,

Pd bear a joyful part ;
g All hallelujah on my tongue —

All rapture in my heart. Btlbs.

HY^MN 234. 8, 7, k 4. Littleton. [*]
Christ coming to Judgment.
1 T O, he comes — the King of glory !
JLi With his chosen tribes to reign ;
Countless hosts of saints and angels
Swell the mighty conqueror's train ;

Now in triumph,
Sin and death are captive led.

g 2 See the rocks and mountains rending —

All the nations fiU'd with dread !
e Hark ! the trump of God — proclaiming

Through the mansions of the dead —
d '' Come to judgment —

Stand before the Son of Man !"

—3 Now behold the dead awaking;

Great and small before him stand ;
Not one soul forgot, or missing ;

None his orders countermand:
a All stand waiting —

For their last decisive doom !

—4 Hear the Chief among ten thousand

Thus address his faithful few ;
d " Come ye blessed of my Father,

" Heaven is prepared for you ;
" I was hungry — I was thirsty — I was nakcd-^

** And ye minister'd to me."

Select HYMN 235. 65^

e 5 But how awful is the sentence,
d "Go from me, ye cursed race —
" To that place of eudless torment,
" Never more to see my face :

" I was hung^ry — I was thirsty — I was naked-
" Ye to me no mercy shewM."
-^■6 Now awake ye slumbering" virgins,

Trim your lamps ; the bridegroom's near,
Let your loins with truth be girded,
Sig'ns proclaim, he'll soon appear :

Mark ! the fig-'tree.
Budding-, shows the summer's near.
e 7 Jesus, save a trembling sinner.
Though thy wrath o'er sinners roll ;
In this general wreck of nature,
Be the refuge of my soul :
d Jesus, save me ! Jesus, save me ! when the light'ningi

Blaze around from pole to pole.

HYMN 235. 8, 7, & 4. Helmsley. [b *]

The Day cf Judgment.
c 1 Tr\A.Y of judgment, day of wonders!
d JL/ Hark ! the trumpet's awful sound,
Louder than a thousand thunders,
Shakes the vast creation round I
e How the summons

Will the sinner's heart confound !

g 2 See the Judge our nature wearing,

Cloth'd in majesty divine !
— You who long for his appearing,
d Then shall say, " This God is mine."
c Gracious Saviour,

Own me in that day for thine !

o 3 At his call, the dead awaken,

Rise to life from earth and sea,
All the powers of nature, shaken

By his looks prepare to flee :
p Careless sinner,

"What then will become of thee ?
e 4 Horrours past imagination.

Will surprise your trembling heart,
When you hear your condemnation,
d " Hence, accursed wretch, depart !

654 HYMN 236. Select

" Thou with Satan
'' And his angels, have thy part I"

—5 But to those who have confessed,

Lov'd and serv'd the Lord below ;
d He will say, " Come near, ye blessed,

" See the kingdom I bestow :
" You forever

" Shall my love and glory know."

—6 Under sorrows and reproaches.

May this thought our courage raise :
Swiftly God's great day approaches —
Sighs shall then be chang'd to praise :
o We shall triumph —

g "When the world is in a blaze ! Newtom" ,

HYMN 236. C. M. Mitcham. [*]
Te Deum. a General Hymn of Praise*

1 ^r\ GOD, we praise thee, and confess,
\y That thou the only Lord,

And everlasting Father art,
By all on earth ador'd.

2 To thee all angels cry aloud,
To thee the powers on high.

Both cherubim, and seraphim.
Continually do cry, —

3 "Oholy, holy, holy Lord,

" Whom heavenly hosts obey ;
" The world is with the glory filPd
*' Of thy majestic sway."

4 The apostles' glorious company,
And prophets crown'd with light,

With all the martyrs' noble host,
Thy constant praise recite.

5 The holy church, throughout the world,
O Lord, confesses thee ;

That thou eternal Father art,
Of boundless majesty.

6 Thy honour'd, true, and only Son,
And Holy Ghost the spring

Of never ceasing joy ; O Christ,
Of glory thou art King. Patrick,

Select. HYMN 237—239. 655

HYMN 237. C. M. St. Ann's. [*]
Almighty Power and Majesty of God.
u 1 rpiHE Lord our, God is clothed with might,
JL The winds obey his will ;
He speaks and in his heavenly height,
The rolling sun stands still.

2 Rebel, ye waves — and o'er the land
With threatening aspect roar I

The Lord uplifts his awful hand,
And chainS'you to the shore.

3 Howl, winds of night ! your force combine I
Without his high behest,

p Ye shall not, in the mountain pine,
Disturb the sparrow's nest.

4 His voice sublime is heard afar,
In distant peals it dies ;

u He yokes the whirlwinds to his car,
And sweeps the howling skies.

5 Ye nations, bend — in reverence bend ;
Ye monarchs, wait his nod,

s And bid the choral song ascend

To celebrate our God. H. K. White,

HYMN 238. C. M. Canterbury, [b]

The Fall and its Effects.
p 1 "TlirrHEN Adam sinned, through all his race
W The dire contagion spread ; —
Sickness and death, and deep disgrace
Sprang from our fallen head.

2 From God and happiness we fly,
To earth and sense confined }

Lost in a maze of misery,
Yet to our misery blind.

3 Corruption flows through all our veins,
Our moral beauty's gone :

The gold is fled, the dross remains :
O sin, what hast thou done ?

4 Jesus, reveal thy pardoning grace,
And draw our souls to Thee :

Thou art the only hiding-place

Where ruined souls can flee. Beddome.

HYMN 239. L. M. Ellenthorpe. [*]

Justice glorified in the Display of Mercy.
p 1 /^H love ! beyond conception great,
\J That formed the vast stupendous p'

656 HYMN 240. Select

Where all divine perfections meet
To reconcile rebellious man.

g 2 There wisdom shines in fullest blaze,

And justice all her right maintains —
p Astonished angels stoop to gaze,

While mercy o'er the guilty reigns.

3 Yes, mercy reigns, and justice too,
In Christ they both harmonious meet ;
He paid to justice all her due.

And now he fills the mercy-seat.

4 Such are the wonders of our God;
And such th' amazing depths of grace,
To save from wrath's vindictive rod
The chosen sons of Adam's race.

g 5 With grateful songs, then let our souls
Surround our gracious Father's throne ;
And all between the distant poles
His truth and mercy ever own. Tucker,

HYMN 240. 7s. Evening Hymn. [*]

p 1 "rTTTATCHMAN ! tell us of the night,

yV What its signs of promise are.— ^ '

Traveller ! o'er yon mountain's height,
o See that glory-beaming star ! —
p Watchman I does its beauteous ray
Aught of hope or joy foretell ? —
O Traveller ! yes ; it brings the day— r
Promised day of Israel.

2 Watchman ! tell us of the night,

Higher yet that star ascends. —
Traveller ! blessedness and light,
^ Peace and truth its course portends 1^^.
Watchman ! will its beams alone

Gild the spot that gave them birth i—^
Traveller ! ages are its own,
s See, it bursts o'er all the earth. ,

P 3 Watchman ! tell us of the night,
For the morning seems to dawn.-—
Traveller ! darkness takes its flight.

Doubt and terror are withdrawn. —
Watchman ! let thy wanderings cease ;
Hie thee to thy quiet home. —
g Traveller ! lo ! the Prince of Peace, ■*

Lo ! the Son of God is come. JBowring,

Select. HYMN 241, 242. 657

J, — , — . • — ■ . — - I. . ■ i-.i j

HYMN 241. L. M. Atlantic, [*]

Star of Bethlehem.
« 1 "¥'T7'HEN marshalled on the nightly plain,
V Y The glittering host bestud the sky j

One star alone of all the train,

Can fix the sinner's wandering eye.
O 2 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks,

From every host, from every gem ;

But one alone the Saviour speaks,

It is the Star of Bethlehem,
g 3 Once on the raging seas I rode.

The storm was loud, — the night was dark,

The ocean yawn'd — and rudely blow'd

The wind that toss'd my foundering bark.

a 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze ;

Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem >
e When suddenly a star arose.

It was the Star of Bethlehem.

b 5 It was my guide, my light, my all,

It bade my dark foreboding cease ;

And through the storm and danger's thrall,

It led me to the port of peace,
g 6 Now safely moor'd — my perils o'er,

I'll sing, first in night's diadem,

For ever and for evermore,

The Star !-^the Star of Bethlehem ! H. K. White.

"hymn 242. 8 & 7. Sicilian Hymn. [*]

So?ig of the Angels at Bethlehem.
p 1 TTARK, what mean those holy voices,

JlJL Sweetly sounding through the skies ?
p Lo ! the angelic host rejoices ;
Heavenly hallelujahs rise.
2 Listen to the wondrous story,
Which they chant in hymns of joy ;
g " Glory in the highest, glory I
Glory be to God most high,"

e 3 *' Peace on earth, good will from heaveii,
Reaching far as man is found .
Souls redeem'd, and sins forgiven ; —
u Loud our golden harps shall sound.
4 " Christ is born, the Great Anointed >

Heaven and earth his praises sing !
O receive whom God appointed.
For your Prophet, Priest, and King
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658 HYMN 243, 244. Select.

s 5 Hasten, mortals, to adore Him ;
Learn his name, and taste his joy;
Till in heaven ye sing before Him,

Glory be to God most high !" Cawood.

' HYMN 243. C. M. Victory. [*]
JVativity of Christ. Luke ii, 14.
1 IVrORTALS, awake, with angels join,

i.TJL And chant the solemn lay :
Joy, love, and gratitude, combine
To hail th' auspicious day.
fi 2 In heaven the rapt'rous song began,
And sweet seraphic fire
Through all the shining legions ran,
And swept the sounding lyre.

3 The theme, the song, the joy was new
To each angelic tongue :

Swift through the realms of light it flew.
And loud the echo rung.

4 Down, through the portals of the sky,
The pealing anthem ran ;

And angels flew, with eager joy,
To bear the news to man.

5 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout,
And Glory leads the song :

Peace and salvation swell the note
Of all the heavenly throng.

6 With joy the chorus we repeat —
" Glory to God on high !"

Good will and peace are now complete ;
Jesus is born to die. Medley.

HYMN 244. 8, 7, & 4. Tanuvorth. [*]
Good Tidings of great Joy to all People.
o 1 A NGELS ! from the realms of glory,
JTJL Wing your flight o'er all tile earth ;
Ye, who sang creation's story.
Now proclaim Messiah's birth :

Come and worship —
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
—2 Shepherds ! in the field abiding,

Watching o'er your flocks by night •
God with man is now residing.
Yonder shines the infant-light :
Come, (fee.

Select. HYMN 245, 246. 659

' — 3 Sages ! leave your contemplations ;
6 Brighter visions beam afar ;
Seek the Great Desire of nations j
Ye have seen his natal star :
Come, &c.
p 4 Saints ! before the altar bending^
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord, descending,
In his temple shall appear :
Come, &c.
5 Sinners ! wrung with true repentance,

Doom'd for guilt to endless pains,
Justice now revokes the sentence,
Mercy calls you — break your chains :

Come, &c. Montgomery-

HYMN 245. P. M. Merci/. [*] ^

s 1 "ORIGHTEST and best of the sons of the


Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid :
Star of the east, the horizon adorning.
Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid.

p 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining,
Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall j
Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, —
"g Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all.

b 3 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion.
Odours of Edom, and oiferings divine.
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine ?
4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation,
Vainly with gold would his favour secure ;
Richer by far is the heart's adoration.
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.

s 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning.
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ;
Star of the east, the horizon adorning.
Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid.

Bishop Heber.

HYMN 246. L. M. Bowen. [*]
The Teaching of Jesus.
p 1 TXOW sweetly flow'd the gospel's sound
XX From lips of gentleness and grace,

660 HYMN 247, 248. Select.

When list'ning thousands gather'd round,
g And joj and rev'rence filled the place.

2 From heav'n he came — of heav'n he spoke,
To heav'n he led his followers' way;

Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke.
Unveiling an immortal day.

3 " Come, wanderers, to my Father's home,
Come, all ye weary ones, and rest !"

Yes ! sacred Teacher — we will come —

Obey thee, — love thee, and be blest I
e 4 Decay, then, tenements of dust !

Pillars of earthly pride, decay !

A nobler mansion waits the just,
IS And Jesus has prepar'd the way. BowRiNd

HYMN 247. L. M. Ajigels' Hymn. [*]

Transfiguration. Luke ix, 28 — 31.

^—1 ^^N Tabor's top the Saviour stands,
VJ' His alter'd face resplendent shines :
And while he elevates his hands,
Lo, glory marks its gentle lines.

2 Two heavenly forms descend to wait
Upon their suffering Prince below ;
But while they worship at his feet.
They talk of fast-approaching wo.

3 Amid the lustre of the scene.
To Calvary he turns his eyes :
And with submission, all serene.
He marks the future tempest rise.

o 4 Then let us climb the mount of pray'r,

Where all his beaming glories shine :

And gazing on his brightness there,

Our woes forget in joys divine.

5 Oh, that on yonder heav'nly hills,

Where now the risen Saviour stands,
e And peace, like softest dew, distils —
g I too may elevate my hands. CollyeR.

HYMN 248. S. M. Nonvalk. [b]

He beheld the City, and wept over it. Luke xix, 41.

p 1 Tn\ID Christ o'er sinners weep ?
AJ And shall our cheeks be dry ?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from every eye.

Select HYMN 249, 250. 661

2 The Son of God in tears,
Angels with wonder see !

Be thou astonish'dj O my soul ;
He shed those tears for thee.

3 He wept, that we might weep.
Each sin demands a tear ;

In heav'n alone no sin is found^

And there's no weeping there. Beddome.

HYMN 249. L. M. Windham, [b]

, Gethsemane.

p 1 'f I lis midnight — and on Olive's brow,

i The star is dimm'd that lately shone j
'Tis midnight — in the garden now,
The suff 'ring Saviour pnays alone.

2 'Tis midnight — and from all remov'd,
Immanuel wrestles lone, with fears;
E'en the disciple that he lov'd

Heeds not his Master's grief and tears.

3 'Tis midnight — and for others' guilt
The man of sorrows weeps in blood ;
Yet he that hath in anguish knelt,

Is not forsaken by his God.

4 'Tis midnight — and from ether plains,
g Is borne the song that angels know;

Unheard by mortals are the strains,
p That sweetly soothe the Saviour's wo. Tappaic.

HYMN 250. C. M. Canterbury/, [b]

Christ's .Bgony in the Garden. Matt.xxvi,38 — 44.
J) 1 Tp^ARK was the night, and cold the ground
_L^ Oh which the Lord was laid :
His sweat like drops of blood ran down,
In agony he pray'd —

2 " Father ! remove this bitter cup.

If such thy sacred will ;
If not, content to drink it up,

Thy pleasure I fulfill !"

-^3 Go to the Garden, sinner ! see
Those precious drops that flow :
The heavy load he bore for thee —
For thee, he lies so low !

»-4 Then learn of Him the cross to bear,
Thy Father's will obey;
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m2 HYMN 251, 252. Select.

And when temptations press thee near,
Awake, to watch and pray.

HYMN 251. L. M. Stonefield. [* or h]

" Behold til e Man P'

e 1 "O EHOLD the Man ! how glorious he !
J3 Before his foes he stands unaw'd,

And, without wrong or blasphemy,

He claims equality with God.

2 Behold the Man ! by all condemn'd,

Assaulted by a host of foes ;

His person and his claims contemn'd,

A man of sufferings and of woes.
' 3 Behold the Man ! He stands alone.

His foes are ready to devaur ;

Not one of all his friends will own

Their Master in this trying hour.

4 Behold the Man ! He knew no sin,
Yet Justice smites him with her sword :
He bears the stroke that else had been
The sinner's portion from the Lord.

5 Behold the Man ! though scorn'd below,
He bears the greatest name above ;

The angels .at his footstool bow.
And all his royal claims approve*

Christian Psalmist.

HYMN 252. L. M. Brentford. [*]
Christ's Passion.

1 f I iHE morning dawns upon the place

JL Where Jesus spent the night in prayer >
Through yielding glooms behold his face,
Nor form, nor comeliness is there.

2 Last eve, by those he call'd his own
Betray'd, forsaken or denied,

He met his enemies alone,
In all their malice, rage and pride.
b 3 Brought forth to judgment, now He stand*
Arraign'd, condemn'd, at Pilate's bar ;
Here spurn'd by fierce praetorian bands,
Thefe mock'd by Herod's men of war.
4 He bears their buffeting and scorn,
Mock-homage of the lip, the knee,
The purple robe, the crown of thorn,
The scourge, the nail, th' accursed tree.

Select. HYMN ^53— 255. 663

5 Truly this was the Son of God !

Though in a servant's mean disguise,

And bruis'd beneath the Father's rod,

Not for Himself, — for man He dies. Montgomery.

HYMN 253. 8s & 7. Greenville, [b]

Rejoicing hefore'the Cross.
J> 1 O WEET the moments, rich in blessing,
C3 Which before the cross I spend ;
Life and health, and peace possessing,
From the sinner's dying Friend.

2 Truly blessed is this station,
Low before his cross to lie ;

While I see divine compassion
Beaming in his gracious eye.

3 Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears His feet I'll bathe ;

Constant still, in faith abiding,
Life deriving from his death.

4 May I still enjoy this feeling.
In all need to Jesus go ;

Prove his wounds each day more healing,

And himself more fully know. RobinsoN*

HYMN 254. 7s. Telemann's Chant. [*]

The Three Mountains.
a 1 TXrHEN on Sinai's top I see
Y ¥ God descend in majesty,

To proclaim his holy law,
p All my spirit sinks with awe.
g 2 When in ecstasy sublime,

Tabor's glorious height I climb)

In the too transporting light,
p Darkness rushes o'er my sight.
— 3 When on Calvary I rest,

God in flesh made manifest,
o Shines in my Redeemer's face,

Full of beauty, truth, and grace.
p 4 Here I would for ever stay,

Weep and gaze my soul away :

Thou art heav'n on earth to me,

Lovely, mournful Calvary. MoNTGOMfiRf.

HYMN 255. C. M. ^ephens. [b]
" This do in Remembrance of Me."
p 1 XF human kindness meets return,
X And owns the grateful tie ;

664 HYMN 256, 257. Select.

If tender thoughts within us burnj
To feel a friend is nigh :

2 O shall not warmer accents tell
The gratitude we owe

To him who died, our fears to quell,
Our more than orphan's wo !

3 While yet his anguish' d soul survey 'd
Those pangs he would not flee ;

What love his latest words display'd,
" Meet and remember me !"

4 Remember Thee ! thy death, thy shame,
Our sinful hearts to share !

O memory, leave no other name

But his recorded there. NoeLj

HYMN 256. C. M. York. Mentz. [b]

" Tills do in Remembrance of Me.^^
e 1 A CCORDING to thy gracious word,
jlJl. In meek humility,
This will I do, my dying Lord,
I will remember Thee.
g 2 Thy body, broken for my sake.
My bread from heaven shall be ;
Thy testamental cup I take,
And thus remember Thee.
''—3 Gethsemane can I forget .''
Or there thy conflict see,
Thine agony and bloody sweat,
And not remember Thee ?

4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes,
And rest on Calvary,

O Lamb of God, my sacrifice !
I must remember Thee : —

5 Remember Thee, and all thy pains
And all thy love to me ;

Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains.
Will I remember Thee.

6 And when these failing lips grow dumb,
And mind and memory flee,

When Thou shalt in thy kingdom come,

Jesus, remember me. MoNTGOMtR¥i


HYMN 257. 7s. Sudbury. [*]
Resurrection of Christ. Matt, xxviii, 6.
~ORNING breaks upon the tomb,
Jesus scatters all its gloom ".

Select. HYMN 258, 259. 665

Day of triumph through the skies-
See the glorious Saviour rise.
-■ — 2 Christians ! dry your flowing tears, '
Chase those unbeheving fears }
Look on his deserted grave,
Doubt no more his power to save.
3 Ye who are of death afraid.
Triumph in the scatter'd shade :
Drive your anxious cares away.
See the place where Jesus lay. Collyek ,

HYMN 258. L. M. Arnheim. [*]

TJie Ascension. Acts i, 9.
s 1 rriHE mighty Conqu'ror leaves the dead, —
JL Jesus the Lord ascends on high;
The powers of hell are captive led,
Dragg'd to the portals of the sky.

2 There his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay :

*' Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ;
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."

g 4 " Who is the King of Glory, who ?"
s " The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame.

The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew J

Jesus is the conqueror's name."

5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits.

And angels chant the solemn lay :

" Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ;

Ye everlasting doors, give way."
g 6 *' Who is the King of Glory, who ?''
B " The Lord, of boundless power possess'd,

The King of saints and angels too,

God over all, for ever bless'd." C. Wesley.

HYMN 259. H. M. Haddam. [*]

Christ the King of Glory.
B 1 /^ OD is gone up on high,
VJ" With a triumphant noise :
The anthems of the sky

Proclaim th' angelic joys !
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing —
Glory ascribe to Glory's King.

666 HYMN 260. Select.

2 God in the flesh below,
For us he reigns above :

Let all the nations know

The Saviour's conqu'ring love !
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing —
Glory ascribe to Glory's King.

3 All power to our gfeat Lord
Is by the Father given :

By angel hosts ador'd

He reigns supreme in heaven.
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing,^^
Glory ascribe to Glory's King.

4 Till all the earth renew'd
In righteousness divine,

With all the hosts of God

In one great chorus join,^-
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing —
Glory ascribe to Glory's King.

HYMN 260. H. M. Haddam. [*]

5 1 /^OME, every pious heart

Vy That loves the Saviour's name,

Your noblest power exert

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