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Jesu, may thy promised blessing
Comfort to our souls afford,
Ever praise Thee,
(Adeste cælitum chori. No. 68.)
COME, thou blest angelic throng,
All in vain around his tomb
Idle fears! no thief will come
On the cross the senseless crowd
But thou didst thy Father's will
upon the cross he stayed,
(Aurora cælum purpurat. No. 69.) This holy morn, so fair and bright,
Shall hear our praises swell:
What wild despair in hell !
From death's infernal cave,
Hath left his ancient grave.
And watched around his tomb,—
And death is overcome.
Let no more tears be shed :
Is risen from the dead.
Oh, Jesu ! may we ever live
From sin and sorrow free: Then let us ever die to sin, And ever live to Thee.
SINCE Christ, our passover, is slain,
A sacrifice for all,
To keep the festival.
Of sin and malice fed,
And truth's unleavened bread.
Christ being raised by power divine,
And rescued from the grave, Shall die no more; death shall on Him
No more dominion have.
For that He died, 'twas for our sins
He once vouchsafed to die;
For all eternity.
But graciously restored,
Through Jesus Christ our Lord.
CHRIST from the dead is raised, and made
The first fruits of the tomb :
Did resurrection come.
For as in Adam all mankind
Did guilt and sin derive,
Shall all be made alive.
If then ye risen are with Christ,
Seek only how to get The things that are above, where Christ
At God's right hand doth sit.
JESUS CHRIST is risen to-day,
Hymns of praise then let us sing
But the pain which he endured
EVENSONG. (Forti tegente brachio.) No. 70. PROTECTED by the Almighty hand,
We traversed safe the severed main: No more we see the Egyptian land,
No more we feel the tyrant's chain. Oh! then, to God, with one accord,
Be joyful thanks and homage paid : And let us come before the Lord,
In robes of innocence arrayed. Yes, let us at His table meet,
And banquet at his feast of love: So shall our soul, with transport beat,
And God's own presence sweetly prove. Christ is our Paschal Lamb to-day,
To Him the Christian looks for food : Nor will the avenging angel slay
Those who are sprinkled with his blood. h, Victim, worthy of the sky,
Beneath whose power death vanquished fell : Vho saved mankind from misery, And burst the dungeon-gates of hell!