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146., (158.) C. M. The resurrection of Christ a source of Con
solation. 1 YE humble souls,
that seek the Lord, Chase all your fears away; And boy with pleasure down to see
The place where Jesus lay.
Such wonders love can do!
Which throbb’d and bled for you! 3 A moment give a loose to grief;
Let grateful sorrows rise;
With torrents from your eyes.
The Saviour lives again!
The Conqu’ror could detain.
His once dishonour'd head;
Who dwelt among the dead.
His empty tomb survey;
Thro' all his shining way. 147.
(159.) P. M.
The same. 1 CHRIST, the Lord, is ris'n to-day,
Sons of men and angels say. Raise your joys and triumphs high;
Sing, ye heav'ns, and earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done;
Fought the fight, the battle won.
Christ has burst the gates of hell,
Christ has open'd Paradise.
Where, o death, is now thy sting?
Where thy victory, O grave? 148.
(161.). S. M.
Resiirrection of Christ.
The builders did refuse!
In spite of envious Jews.
And wondrous in our eyes:
This day did Jesus rise.
His promises are true;
Confirm'd of heav'n we view.
Of David's royal blood!
Salvation from your God. 5 O come the happy hour,
When all the world shall own
And worship at thy throne!. 6 We bless thy holy word,
Which all this grace displays;
Our sacrifiee of praise. 149.
(162.) P. M.
And o'er our hellish foes
In wild dismay,
And sink away. % Lo! the angelic bands
In full assembly meet,
Joyful they come,
To Jesus' tomb.
T'he joyful news to bear.
Their anthems say:
He rose to-day."
Redeem'd by him from hell;
With Christ we rise,
S. M. 150.. The Lord is risen indeed.” Luke xxiv. 84 "THE
Lord is risen indeed,"
And are the tidings true? Yes, we beheld the Saviour bleed,
And saw him living too. ? “The Lord is risen indeed," Then Justice asks no more;
Mercy and Truth are now agreed,
Who stood oppos'd before. 3 « The Lord is risen indeed,”
Then is his work perform’d; The captive surely now is freed,
And death, our foe, disarm’d. 4. “ The Lord is risen indeed,"
Attending angels hear; Up to the courts of heaven, with speed,
The joyful tidings bear. 5 Then take your golden lyres,
And strike each cheerful chord, Join all the bright celestial choirs,
To sing our risen Lord. 151.
The same. R! EJOICE, ye shining worlds on high;
Behold the King of glory nigh! Who can this King of glory be?
The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he. 2 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves display,
To make the Lord, the Saviour, way. Laden with spoils from earth and hell,
The Conq'ror comes, with God to dwell, 3 Rais'd from the dead, he goes before,
He opens heav'n's eternal door,
152. (169.) P. M. JESUS, our triumphant Head,
Ris’n victorious from the dead, To the realms of glory's gone,
To ascend his rightful throne. 2 Cherubs on the Conqʻror gaze, Seraphs glow with brighter blaze;
Each bright order of the sky
Hails him, as he passes by.
Opens wide her golden gates.
All the blissful regions ring.
For redemption all is ours.
Blood-bought pardon, dying love.
Holy Lamb! incarnate word!
153. (170.) C. M.
On heav'n's exalted throne,
He heav'd his dying groan.
Or seraph bright can tell:
That souls are sav'd from hell.
For this his life was giv'n;
For this he reigns in heav'n.
Your grateful praise to give; Sing loud Hosannas to his name, With whom you too shall live.
L. M. 154. Christ's Humiliation and Exaltation
Rev. v. 12. 1 WHAT equal honours shall we bring
To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb,