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3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs !
Strike them to Immanuel's name!
" It is finish'd!”
EASTER. 53 “CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day," ,
Sons of men, and angels say ;
Sing, ye heavens, and earth, reply.
Christ has burst the gates of hell;
Christ hath opened Paradise.
Where, o Death, is now thy sting?
Where's thy victory, O Grave ?
Following our exalted Head;
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 5 Hail, the Lord of earth and heaven!
Praise to Thee by both be given :
54 JESUS Christ is risen to-day, Hallelujah.
Our triumphant holy day;
Suffer to redeem our loss.
Unto Christ, our heavenly King,
Sinners to redeem and save.
Our salvation hath procur'd;
55 AGAIN the Lord of life and light
Awakes the kindling ray,
And pours increasing day.
The Heathen world in gloom !
Triumphant from the tomb!
To bind our Lord in death;
By his expiring breath."
And loud Hosannas sung;
And praise on every tongue.
56 0 JOYFUL sound! O glorious hour !
Jesus, by his victorious pow'r,
Almighty to redeem and save.
Behold Him ris'n, his people's Head:.
Like Him, shall burst the bands of death. 3 Why should his people fear the grave,
Since Jesus will their spirits save,
And build their scatter'd dust anew ?
None have such reason to be glad :
57 THE Lord is ris'n indeed :
He lives, to die no more:
Whose curse and shame He bore.
Who fill'st the throne above;
We will declare Thy love.
On any theme can move,
With other tongues above.
58 THE happy morn is come :
Triumphant o'er the grave,
Omnipotent to save :
For Jesus liveth that was dead. 2 Who now accuses them
For whom their Surety died ?
Whom God hath justified ?
The glorious work is done;
By Him our victory won.
59 OUR Lord is risen from the dead,
Captivity is captive led;
For us eternal life obtain'd.
O'er sin, the source of all our woe;
To realms of everlasting day.
The man for whom Christ's blood was spilt?
4 When the last trump is heard on high,
And shouts of angels fill the sky,
THE Saviour lives, no more to die;
He lives, the Lord enthron'd on high ;
He lives, eternally to save.
He lives, to wipe away their tears;
He lives, to bring them safely there.. 3 Ye mourning souls, dry up your tears,
Dismiss your gloomy, groundless fears ;
11 God, the King of glory reigns:
Hail the happy, happy day;
Jesus reigns in heav'n and earth;
'Tis the time of love and peace.
He asserts his lawful claim :