3 Soar we now, where Christ hath led,

Following our exalted Head;
Made like Him, like Him we rise;

Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 4 Sinners, glad your voices raise;

Sing your great Redeemer's praise;
Raise your joys and triumphs high;

Sing, ye heavens! Thou earth, reply! 5 Thee we greet, triumphant now;

Hail, the Resurrection Thou !
Hail, Thou Lord of earth and heaven!
Praise by both to Thee be given.

58. Christ's triumph over death and the grave. (4.7.)

1 CHRIST,the Lord,is risen to-day:Hallelujah.

Our triumphant holiday;
Who endur'd the cross and grave,

Sinners to redeem and save.
2 Lo! He rises, Mighty King !
Where, O death! is now thy sting?
Lo! He claims His native sky;

Grave! where is thy victory?
3 Sinners ! see your ransom paid,

Peace with God for ever made,
With your risen Saviour rise;
Claim with Him the purchas'd skies.

4 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day :

Our triumphant holiday:
Loud the song of triumph raise:
Sing your great Redeemer's praise.

1 The Lord is risen! He, who came

To suffer death and conquer too,
Is risen, let our songs proclaim

The praise to man's Redeemer due;
To Him, whom God, in tender love,

(Always alike to bless inclin’d,) Sent to redeem us from above,

To save, to sanctify mankind. Chorus.—Worthy of all power and praise,

He who died and rose again; Lamb of God, and slain to raise

Man to life redeem'd.- Amen.

2 We, on our earthly parents' side,

Could but receive a life of earth;
The Lord from heaven He liv'd and died,

And rose to give us heavenly birth.
To tread the paths that Christ has trod,

Aided by Him be our employ,
To die to sin and live to God,
Then shall we rise to heavenly joy.

Worthy, &c.

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 Draw near and trace in sad review

His grief, who bow'd beneath your load: He gave His anguish'd life for you,

Pour'd forth in streams of precious blood. 3 Yet see! the Lord forsakes the tomb;

In vain His foes forbid His rise:
Angelic legions guard Him home,

And hail His welcome to the skies. 4 Cease, cease your tears, ye Saints and tell

How high your great Deliv’rer reigns : Sing how He spoild the hosts of hell,

And led the captive Death in chains.

5 Sing--“Live for ever, Wondrous King !

“Born to redeem, and strong to save; “ Thine arm has torn from death its sting

“ And won the vict'ry from the grave.

Ascension.

61.

The resurrection and ascension of Christ. Ps. 24,

L, M,

1 The Lord is risen from the dead :

Ris'n to the majesty on high :
The powers of hell are captive led,

Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 2 Lo! His triumphal chariot waits,

And angels chant the raptured lay;
“Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates,

“Ye everlasting doors, give way.
3 “ Loose all your bars of massy light,

“And wide unfold the ethereal scene;
“ He claims these mansions as His right:

“Receive the King of glory in.”
4 Who is the King of glory? Who?

“ The Lord of hosts, in battle strong;
" Who Satan, sin, and death o'erthrew,

“ And leads in chains the captive throng. 5 “Behold! the King of Glory waits ;

“ Celestial powers His voice obey :
“ Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates,

“ Ye everlasting doors, give way.” 6 Who is the King of glory? Who?

“ The Lord, of power supreme possest:
“ To Him eternal praise is due ;
“ God over all, for ever blest.”

The kingdom of Christ. Phil. iv. 4. (4. 6. & 2. 8.)

REJOICE! the Lord is King!
Your God and King adore :
Loud hallelujahs sing,

And triumph evermore :
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ;
Rejoice, ye saints of God, rejoice!

The mighty Saviour reigns;
The Lord of power and love;
Who, having purg'd our sins,

Rose to His throne above:
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, ye saints of God, rejoice!

His kingdom cannot fail;
He rules o’er earth and heaven :
The keys of death and hell

Into His hands are given :
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, ye saints of God, rejoice!

Rejoice in glorious hope
The Saviour soon will 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!"