Is crowned with glory now;

A royal diadem adorns

The mighty Victor's brow.

2 The highest place that heaven affords Is His, 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:

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.

Thomas Kelly 1820

JOIN all the glorious names

Of wisdom, love, and power,

That ever mortals knew,

That angels ever bore:

All are too mean to speak His worth, Too mean to set my Saviour forth.

2 Jesus, my great High Priest, Offered His blood and died; My guilty conscience seeks

No sacrifice beside:
His powerful blood did once atone,
And now it pleads before the throne.
3 My dear almighty Lord,

My Conqueror and my King,
Thy sceptre and Thy sword,
Thy reigning grace I sing:
Thine is the power; behold, I sit,
In willing bonds, beneath Thy feet.
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Isaac Watts 1709

ARISE, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding Sacrifice

In my behalf appears;

Before the throne my Surety stands,
My name is written on His hands.
2 He ever lives above,

For me to intercede,

His all-redeeming love,

His precious blood, to plead; His blood atoned for all our race,

And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

3 The Father hears Him pray,

His dear anointed One:

He cannot turn away

The presence of His Son; His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 4 My God is reconciled,

His pardoning voice I hear,
He owns me for His child;
I can no longer fear,

With confidence I now draw nigh,
And Father, Abba, Father, cry.

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Charles Wesley 1742

COME, every pious heart
That loves the Saviour's name,
Your noblest power exert

To celebrate His fame:
Tell all above, and all below,
The debt of love to Him you owe.
2 He left His starry crown,

And laid His robes aside;
On wings of love came down,

And wept, and bled, and died:
What He endured, O who can tell,
To save our souls from death and hell.
3 From the dark grave He rose,

The mansion of the dead,
And thence His mighty foes

In glorious triumph led;

Up through the sky the Conqueror rode, And reigns on high, the Saviour, God.

4 Jesus, we ne'er can pay

The debt we owe Thy love;
Yet tell us how we may

Our gratitude approve:

Our hearts, our all, to Thee we give;
The gift, though small, do Thou receive!

Samuel Stennett 1787

DARWALL H. M.

J. DARWALL.

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a - dore; Mortals, give thanks and

sing,

joice.

REJOICE, the Lord is King,

Your Lord and King adore;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,

And triumph evermore:

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 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, lift up your voice Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

3 His kingdom cannot fail,

He rules o'er earth and heaven; The keys of death and hell

ABRAM H. M.

Are to our Jesus given;

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

4 He all His foes shall quell,
Shall all our sins destroy,
And every bosom swell

With pure seraphic joy:

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

5 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, Rejoice.

Charles Wesley 1748

J. ABRAM

He entered heaven, with all our names Engraven on His breast.

2 Below He washed our guilt away, By His atoning blood;

"To be exalted thus;"

"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, "For He was slain for us."

3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine;

And blessings, more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever Thine.

4 Let all creation join in one

To bless the sacred name

Of Him that sits upon the Throne,
And to adore the Lamb.

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Isaac Watts 1707

COME let us join in songs of praise

To our ascended Priest;

SOUTHWICK C. M.

And pleads our cause with God.

3 Clothed with our nature still, He knows The weakness of our frame,

And how to shield us from the foes

Which He Himself o'ercame.

4 Nor time, nor distance, e'er shall quench The fervor of His love;

For us He died in kindness here,

Nor is less kind above.

5 O may we ne'er forget His grace,
Nor blush to wear His name;
Still may our hearts hold fast His faith,
Our mouths His praise proclaim.

Alexander Pirie 1782

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BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb,

Amidst His Father's throne:
Prepare new honors for His name,
And songs before unknown.

2 Let elders worship at His feet,
The Church adore around,
With vials full of odors sweet,
And harps of sweeter sound.

3 Those are the prayers of all the saints, And these the hymns they raise:

Jesus is kind to our complaints,

He loves to hear our praise.

4 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, Be endless blessings paid;

Salvation, glory, joy remain.

Forever on Thy head.

5 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood. Hast set the prisoners free,

Hast made us kings and priests to God,
And we shall reign with Thee.

Isaac Watts 1709