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3 Holy Father, Holy Son,

Holy Spirit, Three in One,
Glory as of old to thee,
Now and evermore shall be.

Alleluia! Alleluia!
Christ the Lord is risen to-day. Amen.

Thomas Scott, 1769, and Thomas Gibbons, 1778


Eight 7's A

T the Lamb's high feast we sing

Praise to our victorious King, Who hath washed us in the tide Flowing from his pierced side; Praise we him, whose love divine Gives his sacred Blood for wine, Gives his Body for the feast,

Christ the victim, Christ the priest. 2 Where the Paschal blood is poured,

Death's dark angel sheathes his sword;
Israel's hosts triumphant go
Through the wave that drowns the foe.
Praise we Christ, whose blood was shed,
Paschal victim, Paschal bread;
With sincerity and love

Eat we manna from above.
3 Mighty victim from the sky,

Hell's fierce powers beneath thee lie;
Thou hast conquered in the fight,
Thou hast brought us life and light:
Now no more can death appall,
Now no more the grave enthrall;
Thou hast opened Paradise,

And in thee thy saints shall rise. 4 Easter triumph, Easter joy,

Sin alone can this destroy;

From sin's power do thou set free
Souls newborn, O Lord, in thee.
Hymns of glory and of praise,
Risen Lord, to thee we raise;
Holy Father, praise to thee,
With the Spirit, ever be. Amen.

Latin; Tr. Robert Campbell, 1849, alt.


179 E is risen, he is risen; He has burst his three days' prison;

Let the whole wide earth rejoice: Death is conquered, man is free,

Christ has won the victory. 2 Come, ye sad and fearful-hearted,

With glad smile and radiant brow: Lent's long shadows have departed;

All his woes are over now, And the passion that he bore:

Sin and pain can vex no more. 3 Come, with high and holy hymning,

Chant our Lord's triumphant lay; Not one darksome cloud is dimming

Yonder glorious morning ray, Breaking o'er the purple east, Symbol of our Easter feast.

4 He is risen, he is risen;

He hath opened heaven's gate:
We are free from sin's dark prison,

Risen to a holier state;
And a brighter Easter beam
On our longing eyes shall stream.

Cecil Frances Alexander, 1846, alt.


Four 7's Forhou didst visit oft thine own; ; Now by glimpses, Lord, descried,

Handled now, and proved, and known: 2 Known, most Merciful, yet veiled;

Else before the awful sight Surely heart and flesh had failed,

Smitten with exceeding light. 3 Risen Master, fain would we,

Sharing those unearthly days, Morn and eve, on shore and sea,

Watch thy movements, mark thy ways; 4 Catch by faith each glad surprise

Of thy footsteps drawing nigh; Hear thy sudden greeting rise,

“Peace be to you! It is I!” 5 Secrets of thy kingdom learn,

Read the vision open spread, Feel thy word within us burn,

Know thee in the broken Bread. 6 So thy glory's skirts beside,

Gently led from grace to grace,
We thy coming may abide,
And adore thee face to face. Amen.

Jackson Mason, 1889, alt.

Also the following 193 Alleluia! sing to Jesus 261 Awake, and sing the song 352 Again the morn of gladness 520 Alleluia! Alleluia 555 O sons and daughters, let us sing 556 Joy dawned again on Easter-Day 557 God hath sent his angels

558 Easter flowers are blooming bright 559 On wings of living light

FOR SUNDAYS AFTER EASTER 212 How firm a foundation 251 O God of God! O Light of Light 259 Praise to the Holiest in the height 326 The King of love my Shepherd is 405 Peace, perfect peace 449 Jesus, still lead on 472 Triumphant Sion, lift thy head 515 There is a blessèd home 521 Rejoice, the Lord is King

Rogation Days



JESUS, crowned with all renown,


Thou reignest, and by thee come down

Henceforth the gifts of God.
Thine is the health and thine the wealth

That in our halls abound,
And thine the beauty and the joy

With which the years are crowned.

2 Lord, in their change, let frost and heat,

And winds and dews be given;
All fostering power, all influence sweet,

Breathe from the bounteous heaven.
Attemper fair with gentle air

The sunshine and the rain,
That kindly earth with timely birth

May yield her fruits again:

3 That we may feed the poor aright,

And, gathering round thy throne,
Here, in the holy angels' sight,

Repay thee of thine own:
That we may praise thee all our days,

And with the Father's Name,
And with the Holy Spirit's gifts,
The Saviour's love proclaim. Amen.

Edward White Benson, 1860, alt.


182 10 thee our God we fly

For mercy and for grace; o hear our lowly cry

And hide not thou thy face. O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,

And guard and bless our fatherland. 2 Arise, O Lord of hosts;

Be jealous for thy Name, And drive from out our coasts

The sins that put to shame. O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,

And guard and bless our fatherland. 3 Thy best gifts from on high

În rich abundance pour That we may magnify

And praise thee more and more. O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand,

And guard and bless our fatherland. 4 The powers ordained by thee,

With heavenly wisdom bless;
May they thy servants be,

And rule in righteousness.
O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand
And guard and bless our fatherland.

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