3 Stretched on the cross he died,
Our debt of sin to pay;
The blood and water from his side,
Wash guilt and filth away.
4 Pleading for us he stands,
Before the Father's throne;
And answers all the law's demands,
With what himself has done.
5 The Holy Ghost he sends,
Our stubborn souls to move; To make his enemies his friends, And conquer them by love.
EXALTATION AND INTERCESSION.
EXALTATION OF CHRIST.
OME, all harmonious tongues,
Your noblest music bring;
"Tis Christ the everlasting God,
And Christ the man, we sing.
2 Down to the shades of death,
He bowed his awful head;
Yet he arose to live and reign,
When death itself is dead.
3 No more the bloody spear,
The cross and nails no more; For hell itself shakes at his name, And all the heavens adore.
4 There the Redeemer sits,
High on the Father's throne;
The Father lays his vengeance by,
And smiles upon his Son.
5 There his full glories shine
With uncreated rays,
And bless his saints and angels there,
To everlasting days.
THE TRIUMPHS OF CHRIST. L. M. D.
E dies, the Friend of sinners dies;
Lo! Salem's daughters weep around;
A solemn darkness veils the skies,
A sudden trembling shakes the ground:
Come, saints, and drop a tear or two,
For him who groaned beneath your load;
He shed a thousand drops for you,
A thousand drops of richest blood.
2 Here's love and grief beyond degree,
The Lord of glory dies for men:
But lo! what sudden joys we see,
Jesus, the dead, revives again.
The risen God forsakes the tomb,
Up to his Father's court he flies,
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies.
3 Dry up your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high your great Deliverer reigns:
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell,
And led the monster death in chains.
Say "Live for ever, wondrous King!
Born to redeem and strong to save:"
Then ask the monster-"Where's thy sting,
And where's thy victory, boasting grave?"
GLORY OF CHRIST.
AWAKE, our drowsy souls,
Shake off each slothful band;
The wonders of this day
Our noblest songs demand:
Auspicious morn, thy blissful rays
Bright seraphs hail, in songs of praise.
2 At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death resigned The glorious Prince of life,
In dark domains confined;
The angelic host around him bends,
And 'midst their shouts, the God ascends.
3 All hail, triumphant Lord,
Heaven with hosannas rings;
While earth, in humble strains,
Thy praise responsive sings;
Worthy art thou, who once wast slain,
Through endless years to live and reign.
4 Gird on, great God, thy sword,
Ascend thy conquering car,
While justice, truth and love
Maintain the glorious war:
Victorious, thou thy foes shalt tread,
And sin and hell in triumph lead.
5 Make bare thy potent arm,
And wing the unerring dart
With salutary pangs,
To each rebellious heart;
Then dying souls for life shall sue,
Numerous as drops of morning dew.
250 THE TRIUMPHANT REDEEMER.
THE mighty frame of glorious grace,
That brightest monument of praise,
That e'er the God of love designed,
Employs and fills my labouring mind.
2 Begin, my soul, the heavenly song,
A burden for an angel's tongue;
When Gabriel sounds these awful things
He tunes and summons all his strings.
3 Proclaim inimitable love;
Jesus, the Lord of worlds above,
Puts off the beams of bright array,
And veils the God in mortal clay.
4 He, who distributes crowns and thrones,
Hangs on a tree, and bleeds and groans;
The Prince of life resigns his breath,
The King of glory bows to death.
5 But see the wonders of his power;
He triumphs in his dying hour:
And while by Satan's rage he fell,
He dashed the rising hopes of hell.
6 Thus were the hosts of death subdued,
And sin was drowned in Jesus' blood:
Then he arose; he reigns above,
And conquers sinners by his love.
251 REJOICING In the Triumph of CHRIST. H. M.
REJOICE, the Lord is King,
Your God and King adore;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore:
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.
2 Rejoice, the Saviour reigns,
The God of truth and love;
When he had purged our stains,
He took his seat above:
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.
3 His kingdom cannot fail,
He rules o'er earth and heaven;
The keys of death and hell
Are to our Jesus given:
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.
4 He all his foes shall quell,
Shall all our sins destroy;
And every bosom swell
With pure seraphic joy:
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.
5 Rejoice in glorious hope;
Jesus the Judge shall 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..
252 VICTORY AND DOMINION OF CHRIST. C. M. ISING my Saviour's wondrous death;
He conquered when he fell; "Tis finished," said his dying breath, And shook the gates of hell.
2 His cross a sure foundation laid
For glory and renown,
When through the regions of the dead
He passed, to reach the crown.
3 Exalted at his Father's side,
Sits our victorious Lord;
To heaven and hell his hands divide
The vengeance or reward.
4 The saints from his propitious eye
Await their several crowns;
And all the sons of darkness fly
The terror of his frowns.
253 CHRIST EXALTED AND INTERCEDING. 88 &7s.
ESUS hail, enthroned in glory,
There for ever to abide;
All the heavenly hosts adore thee,
Seated at thy Father's side.
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