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VII. PRAISE.

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REJOICE, the Lord is King;

Your God and King adore:
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore;

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns

The God of truth and love;
When He had purged our stains,
He took His seat above;

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

3 His kingdom can not fail—

He rules o'er earth and heaven;
The keys of earth and hell

Are to our Jesus given;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

4 He sits at God's right hand
Till all His foes submit,
And bow to His command,
And fall beneath His feet;
Lift your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

II.4.

5 He all His foes shall quell, And all our sins destroy; Let every bosom swell

With pure seraphic joy;

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

6 Rejoice in glorious hope,

Jesus the Judge shall come,
And take His servants up
To their eternal home;

We soon shall hear the arch-angel's voice,
The trump of God shall sound-rejoice!

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WESLEY.

PRAISE ye Jehovah's

name,

Praise through His courts proclaim,

Rise and adore!

High o'er the heavens above,
Sound His great acts of love,
While His rich grace we prove,
Vast as His power.

2 Now let the trumpet raise
Sounds of triumphant praise,
Wide as His fame;

Then let the harp be found,
Organs with solemn sound,
Roll your deep notes around,
Filled with His name.

3 While His high praise you sing,
Shake every sounding string;
Sweet the accord!

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Which in my Saviour shine:

I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings
And vie with Gabriel while he sings
In notes almost divine.

2 I'd sing the precious blood He spilt,
My ransom from the dreadful guilt
Of sin and wrath divine:

I'd sing His glorious righteousness,
In which all-perfect heavenly dress,
My soul shall ever shine.

3 I'd sing the characters He bears,
And all the forms of love He wears,
Exalted on His throne;

In loftiest songs of sweetest praise
I would to everlasting days

Make all His glories known.

4 Well, the delightful day will come
When my dear Lord will bring me home,
And I shall see His face;

Then with my Saviour, brother, friend,
A blest eternity I'll spend,

Triumphant in His grace.

MEDLEY.

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let us join with hearts and tongues And emulate the angels' song! Yea, sinners may address their King, In songs which angels can not sing.

2 They praise the Lamb which once was slain; But we can add a higher strain,

Not only say, "He suffered thus,”
But that "He suffered all for us."

3 Jesus who passed the angels by,
Assumed our flesh to bleed and die,
And still He makes it His abode-
As Man he fills the throne of God.

4 Our next of kin our Brother now,
Is He to whom the angels bow;
They join with us to praise His name,
But we the nearest interest claim.

5 But ah! how faint our praises rise;
Sure 'tis the wonder of the skies,
That we who share His richest love
So cold and unconcerned should prove.

6 O glorious hour! it comes with speed,
When we from sin and darkness freed,
Shall see the God who died for man,
And praise Him more than angels can.

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[ORTALS, awake, with angels join,
And chant the solemn lay;
Joy, love, and gratitude combine,
To hail the auspicious day.

2 In heaven the rapt'rous song began,
And sweet seraphic fire,
Through all the shining legions ran,
And strung and tuned the lyre.

3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew,
And loud the echo rolled;

The theme, the song, the joy was new, 'Twas more than heaven could hold.

4 Down through the portals of the sky,
The impetuous torrent ran;
And angels flew with eager joy,
To bear the news to man.

5 With joy the chorus we'll repeat,
"Glory to God on high;

Good will and peace are now complete,
Jesus was born to die."

C. M.

6 Hail, Prince of Life! forever hail!
Redeemer, Brother, Friend!
Though earth, and time, and life shall fail,
Thy praise shall never end.

7 Hark! the cherubic armies shout, And Glory leads the song:

Good will and peace are heard throughout The harmonious heavenly throng.

MEDLEY.

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