2 But life attends the deathful sound,
And flows from every bleeding wound;
The vital stream, how free it flows,

To save and cleanse his rebel foes!

3 And didst thou bleed? - for sinners pleed?
And could the sun behold the deed?
No! he withdrew his sickening ray,
And darkness veiled the mourning day.
4 Can I survey this scene of woe,
Where mingling grief and wonder flow,
And yet my heart unmoved remain,
Insensible to love or pain?

5 Come, dearest Lord! thy grace impart,
To warm this cold, this stupid heart,
Till all its powers and passions move
In melting grief and ardent love.

It is finished.'

ANONYMOUS.

1 BEHOLD the Savior on the cross,
A spectacle of woe!

See from his agonizing wounds
The blood incessant flow

2 Till death's pale ensigns o'er his cheek
And trembling lips were spread;
Till light forsook his closing eyes,
And life his drooping head.

3 'Tis finished -was his latest voice:
These sacred accents o'er,

He bowed his head, gave up the ghost,
And suffered pain no more.

4 'Tis finished - the Messiah dies
For sins, but not his own;
The great redemption is complete,
And death is overthrown.

5 "Tis finished-all his groans are past;
His blood, his pain and toils
Have fully vanquished all our foes,
And crowned him with their spoils.

6 'Tis finished ritual worship ends,
And gospel ages run;

All old things now are passed away,
A new world is begun.

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L. M.

*STENNETT.

The Same.

1 'Tis finished! so the Savior cried,
And meekly bowed his head, and died:
"Tis finished- -yes, the race is run,
The battle fought, the victory won.

2 "Tis finished all that Heaven decreed,
And all the ancient prophets said,
Is now fulfilled, as was designed,
In me, the Savior of mankind.

3 "Tis finished

this my dying groan
Shall sins of every kind atone;
Millions shall be redeemed from death
By this my last, expiring breath.

4 'Tis finished -man is reconciled,
And all the powers of darkness spoiled;
Peace, love, and happiness again
Return and dwell with sinful men.

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ANONYMOUS.

The Same.

1 HARK! the voice of love and mercy
Sounds aloud from Calvary!
See! it rends the rocks asunder-

Shakes the earth— and veils the sky!
'It is finished!'

Hear the dying Savior cry!

2 'It is finished!'-O, what pleasure
Do these sacred words afford!
Heavenly blessings, without measure,
Flow to us through Christ the Lord!
'It is finished!-

Saints, the dying words record!
3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs,
Join to sing the pleasing theme;
All in earth and heaven, uniting,
Join to praise Immanuel's name :
Hallelujah!

Glory to the bleeding Lamb!

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L. M.

WATTS

Christ dying, rising, and reigning.

1 HE dies! the Friend of sinners dies! Lo, Salem's daughters weep around! A solemn darkness veils the skies! A sudden trembling shakes the ground! 2 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two For him who groaned beneath your load: He shed a thousand drops for youA thousand drops of richest blood! 3 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!

4 The rising Lord forsakes the tomb
The tomb in vain forbids his rise;
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies!

5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high our great Deliverer reigns;
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell,
And led the monster Death in chains.

6 Say, Live forever, wondrous King,
Born to redeem, and strong to save;'
Then ask the monster, 'Where's thy sting?
And where's thy victory, boasting grave?'

232.

7s M.

ANONYMOUS.

Christ rising and ascending. Ps. 24.
1 ANGELS, roll the rock away;
Death, yield up thy mighty prey:
See! he rises from the tomb,
Glowing with immortal bloom.
Hallelujah, &c.

2 'Tis the Savior! angels, raise
Fame's eternal trump of praise;
Let the earth's remotest bound
Hear the joy-inspiring sound.
Hallelujah, &c.

3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes,
Now to glory see him rise

In long triumph up

the sky,

Up to waiting worlds on high.
Hallelujah, &c.

4 Heaven displays her portals wide;
Glorious Jesus, through them ride;
King of glory, mount thy throne,
Thy great Father's and thine own.
Hallelujah, &c.

5 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs,
Praise, and sweep your golden lyres;
Shout, O earth, in rapturous song!
Let the strains be sweet and strong.
Hallelujah, &c.

6 Every note with wonder swell,
Sin o'erthrown, and captived hell:
Where is hell's once dreaded king?
Where, O death, thy mortal sting?
Hallelujah, &c.

RAFFLES.

1 ABIDE with us
the evening shades
Begin already to prevail;

And, as the lingering twilight fades,
Dark clouds along th' horizon sail.
2 Abide with us - the night is chill,
And damp and cheerless is the air;
Be our companion, Stranger, still,
And thy repose shall be our care.
3 Abide with us - thy converse sweet
Has well beguiled the tedious way;
With such a friend we joy to meet ;
We supplicate thy longer stay.
4 Abide with us - and still unfold
Thy sacred, thy prophetic lore;
What wondrous things of Jesus told!
Stranger, we thirst, -we pant for more.

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