The Heaven of Heavens, the spacious earth,
The depths of Hell below.

With trembling there the angels see
The changed estate of men;

The flesh which sinned by Flesh redeemed,
Man in the Godhead reign.

There, waiting for Thy faithful souls,

Be Thou to us, O LORD!

Our peerless joy while here we stay,
In Heaven our great reward.

Renew our strength, our sins forgive;
Our miseries efface;

And lift our souls aloft to Thee,
By Thy celestial grace.

So, when Thou shinest on the clouds,
With Thy Angelic train,

May we be saved from vengeance due,
And our lost crowns regain.

Glory to JESUS, Who returns
Triumphantly to Heaven;
Praise to the FATHER evermore,
And HOLY GHOST, be given.

"Lift up your heads, O ye gates, and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors: and the King of Glory shall come in. Who is the King of Glory? It is the LORD strong and mighty, even the LORD mighty in battle."-" He ever liveth to make intercession for us."

81. BLEST SAVIOUR, now Thy work is done! Death owns Thy power, the prize is won! Triumphant now we see Thee rise, Returning to Thy native skies.

A radiant cloud is now Thy seat,

And earth lies stretched beneath Thy Feet;
Ten thousand thousand angels sing,

To welcome their returning King.

Beside the everlasting gates,
The angel-host enraptured waits,
His throne receives the eternal SON,
Both GOD and Man for ever One.

There, JESU, Thou hast never ceased
To be our Friend, our great High Priest,
Pleading in our behalf Thy Blood,
That holy, reconciling flood;

And thence the Church, Thy chosen Bride,
With spiritual gifts supplied,

Through all her members draws from Thee
Her hidden life of sanctity.

All praise from every heart and tongue,
To our Ascended LORD be sung;
The FATHER'S praise let all confess,
And all the HOLY SPIRIT bless.

"Who being the brightness of His glory, and the express image of His person, and upholding all things by the word of His power, when He had by Himself purged our sins, sat down on the Right Hand of the Majesty on High."

82. O CHRIST! our Hope, our hearts' Desire, Redemption's only spring!

Creator of the world art Thou,

Its SAVIOUR and its King.

How vast the mercy and the love,
Which laid our sins on Thee,
And led Thee to a cruel death,

To set Thy people free!

But now the bonds of death are burst,

The Ransom has been paid:

And Thou art on Thy FATHER'S Throne,
In glorious robes arrayed.

O may Thy mighty love prevail,

Our sinful souls to spare!

O may we come before Thy throne,

And find acceptance there!

O CHRIST! be Thou our present joy,

Our future great Reward!
Our only glory may it be,
To glory in the LORD!

"As it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment, so CHRIST was once offered to bear the sins of many; and unto them that look for Him shall He appear the second time without sin unto salvation."

83. O CHRIST! Who hast prepared a place
For us around Thy throne of grace,
We pray Thee, lift our hearts above,
And draw them with the cords of love!
Source of all good, Thou, gracious LORD!
Art our exceeding great reward;
How transient is our present pain!
How boundless our eternal gain!

With open face and joyful heart,
We then shall see Thee as Thou art;
Our love shall never cease to glow,
Our praise shall never cease to flow.
Thy never-failing grace to prove,
A surety of Thine endless love,
Send down Thy HOLY GHOST, to be
The raiser of our souls to Thee.

O future Judge! Eternal LORD!
Thy Name be hallowed and adored :
TO GOD the FATHER, King of Heaven,
And HOLY GHOST, like praise be given.

"When the Son of Man shall come in His glory, and all the holy angels with Him, then shall He sit upon the throne of His glory; and before Him shall be gathered all nations." 84. WHAT terrors shake my trembling soul! Behold, the skies are riven,

And CHRIST appears in clouds of light,
Amid the hosts of heaven!

The trumpet sounds, the opening graves
Obey the dread command,
And angels force the risen dead
Around their judge to stand.

Now all who left the world for CHRIST,
By CHRIST are raised on high;
Yea, all who loved their lowly GOD,
And shared His poverty.

But lo, the Cross, which once the Jew
And Gentile dared despise,

The saint's delight, the sinner's scorn,
Shines brightly in the skies!

That Cross those wicked men behold,
But find no mercy there;
It only serves to seal their fate,
And heighten their despair.

LORD, may we never to such guilt,
Or to such downfall come,
O save us from the sinner's path,
And from the sinner's doom!

O future Judge, to Thy great Name
Be praise and glory given;
TO FATHER, and to HOLY GHOST,
By all in earth and heaven.

Whitsuntide.

"O send out Thy Light and Thy Truth, that they may lead me, and bring me unto Thy holy hill, and to Thy dwelling." 85.0 THOU, gone up, our Harbinger,

To Heaven's dread palaces,

Look on us lying helpless here,
And lift us to the skies.

May holy love the stair supply
To those pure joys divine,
Which undiscerned by nature's eye
In Faith's true mirror shine.

Where GOD doth His tried children own,

In Him for ever blest;

He, All in All, their toils doth crown,

And is Himself their rest.

Thy grace alone to Thee can lead,
And place us near Thy Throne :
Do Thou to help us in our need,
Send down Thy Holy One.

Praise Him Who sits at GOD's right hand,

Praise FATHER, as is meet,

And to all time in every land,

Praise the Dread Paraclete.

"Thy counsel, O LORD, who hath known, except Thou give wisdom, and send Thy HOLY SPIRIT from above?"

86. RULER of the hosts of light,

Death hath yielded to Thy might,
And Thy Blood hath marked a road,
Which will lead us back to GOD.
From Thy dwelling-place above,
From Thy FATHER'S Throne of love,
Look upon us here below,
Do not leave us in our woe.

Now Thou sittest on Thy Throne,
By Thy death, Thy sorrows won,
Now perform the promise given,
Send the HOLY GHOST from heaven.
Praise the SON, Who reigns on high
With the FATHER in the sky:
And the HOLY GHOST adore,
Three in One, for evermore.

"The Spirit of Truth, Whom the world cannot receive, be cause it seeth Him not, neither knoweth Him; but ye know Him; for He dwelleth with you, and shall be in you.'

87. COME, HOLY GHOST, our souls inspire, And lighten with celestial fire: