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7 The bread of life we eat in faith 16 His resurrection's pow'r divine, Is Jesus Christ our Saviour,
By grace on us bestow'd, Who conquer'd Satan, sin, and death, Renews us, that we dead to sin, And liveth now and ever:
May live alone to God: Our souls desire no other food, Thus we, supported by his might, But our Redeemer's flesh and blood, From strength to strength proceed; Which gives us life eternal. And, walking in his truth and light,
Praise him in word and deed. 131.*
7 In all we do, constrain'd by love, SING Hallelujah, Christ doth live,
We'll joy to him afford,
And to God's will obedient And peace on earth restore !
Thro' Jesus Christ our Lord.
Sing Hallelujah! and adore
On earth the Lamb once slain, Our thanks in humble wise :
Till we in heav'n shall evermore Who ought unto our charge can lay?
Exalt his name, Amen! 'Tis God that justifies.
132. 2 Who can condemn ? since Christ was BELIEVING souls, rejoice and sing, And ever lives to God; [dead,
Your risen Saviour see, Now our whole debt is fully paid,
And say," O death, where is thy sting? He saves us by his blood. The ransom'd hosts in earth and heav'n He dy'd your guilty souls to save ;
O grave, thy victory ?." Thro' countless choirs proclaim • He hath redeem'd us ; praise be giv’n was bury'd in the gloomy grave,
And, dying, conquer'd death; To God and to the Lamb !"
But re-assum'd his breath. 3 God rais'd him up, when he for all 2 Rejoice, your conqu’ring Saviour Had freely tasted death,
He lives, to die no more ; [lives, And thus redeem'd us from the fall;
And life eternal freely gives, On this we ground our faith.
Since he our sorrows bore, For God thereby his sacrifice
To all who their lost state bewail;
For Jesus' precious blood
Before the throne of God.
Doth pard’ning grace afford, Life, immortality,
For all; for you
Adore his saving name;
His love and pow'r proclaim. 5 The God of mercies let us praise, 4 The Prince of life reclir'd his head, Who saveth fallen men,
Expiring on the cross;
Is ris'n and lives for us.
Rejoice, and in the dust adore
The Lamb for sinners slain;
He liveth now and evermore,
For evermore to reign,
He truly tasted death
For wretched fallen men; REJOICE, O church, the Saviour's In bitter pangs resign'd his breath; bride,
But now is ris'n again.
3 He hath himself the keys
Of death, the grave and hell;
His is the victory and praise,
And he rules all things well.
Death now no more I dread,
From the curse he set us free;
All our guilt on him was laid,
God's well pleased in his Son;
For he rais'd him from the dead,
Christ now reigns, the church's Head.
3 His redeem'd his praise show forth,
Let hope and joy succeed,
« The Lord is ris'n indeed!"
In Christ our only Head;
He lives who once was dead.
Who on the cross did bleed;
By his almighty pow'r:
He lives again, to die no more.
Triumphant o'er the tomb:
And soun willcome to take you home.
3 His church is still his joy and crown, Find in our Saviour, day and night,
'Tis this makes life important,
I love him, my Preserver!
I love not with such fervor.
When Jesus I shall once behold,
I then shall feel as she of old,
140.* T, 185.
[Saviour! 2 Behold the great accuser cast, HAIL, all hail, victorious Lord, and The hour of darkness now is past; Thou hast burst the bonds of death! No right to us can Satan claim, If we believe in Jesus' name.
Grant us, as to Mary, that great favor
To embrace thy feet in faith:
Thou hast in our stead the curseendured, 138. T. 14.
And for us eternal life procured; ON this glad day a brighter scene
Joyful, we with one accord Of glory was display'd
Hail thee as our risen Lord, By God th' eternal Word, than when 2 Othou matchless Source of consolaThe universe was made.
tion, 2 He riseth, who mankind hath bought
Scarce thy resting moments end With grief and pain extreme:
When a heart-enliv'ning salutation 'Twas great to speak the world from
To thy children thou dost send; nought,
We would share thy dear disciples' 'Tis greater to redeem.
As before their risen Master kneeling; T. 132.
Thus shall we, with all our heart,
Witness what a Friend thou art !
T. 205. And kindly called her by name; JESUS, who is always near,
She, when she saw her Saviour, Directly turn'd about in haste,
To assuage his children’s grief,
Unto Thomas did appear, His feet with heart-felt joy embrac'd,
To remove his unbelief, And haild her risen Master.
" Come,” he said, “ my nail prints 2 His holy name for ever be
And my side, the spear pierc'd thro';"
To taste his friendship raised, 2 I would go from pole to pole
risen Lord; Who nought can boast of, but that he But content thyself my soul, Hath pardon'd their transgressions.
Listen to thy Saviour's word: 3. How happy feels a contrite heart, · They who me by faith receive, Enjoying Christ's salvation !
Without seeing who believe, Those who have chosen Mary's part Trust my word and thereon rest, And fav'rite occupation,
They abundantly are blest.”
VII. Of the Ascension of Christ; his Sitting at the Right
Hand of God, and interceding for us.
8 O when will the time draw near, SURELY God is present here!
That he, who to heav'n ascended,
Will in majesty appear,
By the heav'nly hosts attended!
But we're silent:-to believe
Is our lot, while here we live,
T. 58. 2 O might all my wishes tend YE, the Lord's redeemed, Unto Christ without cessation, Holy, beloved,
best and nearest Friend, Who as new creatures are in Christ Full of grace, truth and salvation; approved, Look heaven-ward! I, when he is present, feel
2 That he, who ascended Happiness, no tongue can tell. For our salvation, 3 Holy awe pervades my heart, May give you of his grace a sweet
Tho' still unseen,
3 Countenance majestic,
Yet kind and gracious,
We gaze at thee. 4 In the grave for me he lay,
4 Hark! the Father welcomes
" Come thou,whose pow'rful arm vic-
Till for thy passion,
Thy foes shall at thy footstool with
prostration Jesus, gloriously arrayed,
Confess thee Lord.” From their longing sight withdraw,
6 At the word of th' Father,
With awe before him
The countless heav'nly hosts fall down,
And homage pay. 6 He ascended up on high,
7 While on earth we tarry, Glorious and with honor crowned, His death and passion Cloth'd in god-like majesty,
We will show forth, and our sanctifiIs at God's right-hand enthroned ;
From him derive.
Shall be devoted unto solemn praises
For Jesus' death.
Since they share in his salvation; Praise, honor, blessing,
Be giv'n to God, thro' thee, by all
possessing Thy saving grace,
10 Everlasting praises
And worship ye the Son." And adoration
With loud acclaims of joy they gaz'd, To him, who hath himself by Jesus' And cheerful Hallelujahs rais'd,
passion To us made known ! Adoring humbly at thy throne. 11 Holy, holy, holy !
2 Can we thy triumphs e'er forget? In earth and heaven,
Shall we not worship at thy feet, To God and to the Lamb be glory For all thy griefs and pain? given By all that breathe! Yes, we will join th' angelic throng,
In singing that eternal song,
“Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain!" THE Lord ascendeth up on high,
3 Th'assembly, which with thee at rest Deck'd with resplendent wounds ;
Appears in spotless garments drest, While shouts of vict'ry rend the sky,
Bows down and humbly sings : And heav'n with joy resounds.
We too thy saving name will bless, 2 Eternal gates their leaves unfold,
And thee, our gracious Lord, confess
The Lord of lords and King of kings! Receive the conqu’ring King: The angels strike their harps of gold, And saints triumphant sing.
T. 132. $ Sinners, rejoice; he dy'd for you ; RAISE your devotion, mortal tongues, For you prepares a place;
To praise the King of glory;
To him who went before 4 His blood, which did for you atone, Lo! angels strike their loudest strings, For your salvation pleads ;.
For heav'n and all created things And seated on his Father's throne,
Must sound Immanuel's praises. He reigns and intercedes.
2 Ye mourning souls, look upward too,
For Christ is now preparing,
Ye GO up with shouts of praise !
Shake off all thoughts despairing: Go up, High-Priest, to heaven!
Thence he your gracious Lord will come for Who hast the ransom'd race
To fetch your longing spirits home, Upon thy heart engraven ;
And crown your love and labor. Though seated on thy throne, 3 Since he o'er heav'n bears sov'reign
Thou deign'st to hear our pray'r ; By all it's pow'rs attended; [sway, Nor art asham'd to own,
And hath more graces to display That we thy brethren are.
Than can be comprehended:
Fear not, for he his blessing pours
On such meek humble breasts as yours,
The objects of his favor.
149. T. 22. Our gracious Lord to heav'n ascended, To thee, our Lord, all praise be givn, There to prepare for us a place.
For thy ascending up to heav'n :
Support us while on earth we stay,
And kindly hear us when we pray. When thou, dear Saviour, didst ascend, 2 Tho' seated on thy Father's throne “My hosts,” thy Father said, " attend, Thou ne'er wilt cease thy flock to own;