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He lives to calm my troubled heart,
He lives all blessings to impart.

5 He lives, my kind, my faithful friend,
He lives and loves me to the end,

He lives, and while he lives I'll sing,
He lives, my prophet, priest and king.

6 He lives, and grants me daily breath,
He lives, and I shall conquer death,
He lives my mansion to prepare,
He lives to bring me safely there.

7 He lives, all glory to his name;
He lives, my Jesus, still the same:
Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives,
"I know that my Redeemer lives."

C. M.

198.

Tune 14.

ALL hail the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.

2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God,
Who from his altar call;
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown him Lord of all!

3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
A remnant weak and small,
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all!

4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all!

5 Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,

To him all majesty ascribe,

And crown him Lord of all!

6 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng,
We at his feet may fall!
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all!

L. M.

199.

Tune 22.

JESUS shall reign where'er the sun
Doth his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

2 For him shall endless prayer be made
And praises throng to crown his head;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.

3 People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song,
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.

4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns,
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains,
The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.

5 Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our king:
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.

8s & 7s.

200.

Tune 167.

THOU hast raised our human nature
On the clouds to God's right hand,
There we sit in heavenly places,
There with thee in glory stand;

L. M.

Jesus reigns adored by angels,
Man with God is on the throne,
Mighty Lord, in thine ascension
We by faith behold our own.

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BEFORE the Father's awful throne,
Our high-priest lifts his piercéd hands,
And, interceding for his own,

His purchased property demands;
His people's everlasting friend,
Who, loving, loves them to the end.

2 By faith we claim him as our own,

Our kinsman, near allied in blood,
Flesh of our flesh, bone of our bone,
The Son of man, the Son of God;
We to his mercy-seat draw nigh;
He never can himself deny.

8s & 7s.

PRAISE TO CHRIST.

202.

Tune 167.

SING with humble hearts your praises,
For our Saviour's boundless grace;
Pay due homage to Christ Jesus,

Come with thanks before his face;
Praise him for his death and bleeding,
All our happiness lies there;
Praise him for his gracious leading,
Praise your faithful shepherd's care.

2 Praise for every scene distressing,
Praise for all thou didst endure,
Praise for every gift and blessing
Which thy griefs for us procure;

In thy ransomed congregation

Shall thy death our theme remain,
Till thou comest with full salvation,
Lord of glory, Lamb once slain.

3 Thou, to purchase our salvation,
Didst assume humanity;
Jesus, for thy bitter passion
May we ever thankful be;
Filled with awe and humbly bowing,
At thy feet we prostrate fall,
Gratefully this truth avowing,
That thou art our all in all.

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'T Is done, my God hath died,
My love is crucified!

Tune 341

Break, this stony heart of mine;
Pour, my eyes, a ceaseless flood;
Feel, my soul, the pangs divine;
Catch, my heart, the issuing blood.

2 To love thee, Lord,-ah, this
Even here is heavenly bliss;
With thy love my heart inspire,
There by faith for ever dwell;
This I always will desire,
Nothing but thy love to feel.

3 He bore the curse of all,
A spotless criminal:

Burdened with our crimes and guilt,
Blackened with imputed sin,
Man to save, his blood he spilt ;
Died, to make the sinner clean.

4 Join earth and heaven to bless
The Lord our righteousness;

Sinned we all and died in one,

Just in one, we all are made;
Christ the law fulfilled alone,
Died for all, for all obeyed.

5 In him complete I shine,
His death, his life is mine;
Fully am I justified;

Free from sin, and more than free;
Guiltless, since for me he died,
Righteous, since he rose for me.

6 Jesus to thee I bow,

Approach thee humbly now;
O, the depths of love divine!
Who thy wisdom's stores can tell?
Knowledge infinite is thine,
All thy ways unsearchable.

204.

Tune 205.

ALL the bliss which we possess,
Is derived from Jesus' cross;
He to God hath by his blood
Reconciled and savéd us;
Now his righteousness is found
Our salvation's only ground;
Hence all our felicity
Springs, here and eternally.

2 Amen, yea, hallelujah ;

Lord, our comfort, joy and peace,
By thy cross thou gain'dst for us
Everlasting happiness;

Since the effects we richly prove
Of this wondrous act of love,
With what gratitude should we
Raise our hearts and eyes to thee.

7s.

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