His streaming feet transfixt and torn,
The fountain gushing from his side.

4 Oh! thou dear suff'ring son of God,
How doth thy heart to sinners move!
Help us to feel thy precious blood,
Help us to taste thy dying love.

5 The earth could to her centre quake,
Convuls'd while the Redeemer dy'd;
O let our inmost nature shake,
And die with Jesus crucify'd!

6 At thy last gasp the graves display'd
Their horrors to the upper skies:
O that our souls may burst the shade,
And, quicken'd by thy death, arise!

7 The rocks could feel thy pow'rful death,
And tremble, and asunder part:

O rend with thy all-pow'rful breath
The harder marble of my heart!

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IS finish'd," the Redeemer said,

"TIS

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And meekly bow'd his dying head:

Whilst we this sentence scan,

Come, sinners, and observe the word,
Behold the conquest of the Lord,

Complete for helpless man.

2 Finish'd the righteousness of grace,
Finish'd the pain whence flows our peace:
Our mighty debt is paid.
Accusing law cancell'd by blood,
And wrath of an offended God
In sweet oblivion laid.

3 Who now shall urge a second claim?
The law no longer can condemn,
Faith a release can shew:
Justice itself a friend appears,
The prison-house a whisper hears,
"Loose him and let him go."

4 O unbelief, injurious bar!

Source of tormenting, fruitless fear,
Why dost thou yet reply?

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Where'er thy loud objections fall,
"Tis finish'd" still may answer all,
And silence ev'ry cry.

5 His work divinely finish'd stands,
But, ah! the praise that work demands,
Careful may we attend !

Conclusion of the whole be this;
Because redemption finish'd is,

Our thanks shall never end,

A solemn darkness veils the skies!

A sudden trembling shakes the ground! Come, saints, and drop a tear or two For him who groan'd beneath your load; He shed a thousand drops for you, A thousand drops of richer 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 rising God forsakes the tomb, (The tomb in vain forbids his rise!) Cherubic legions guard him home,

And shout him welcome to the skies! 3 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell How high our great deliv'rer reigns; Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, And led the monster death in chains : Say," live for ever wond'rous King; Born to redeem, and strong to save!" Then ask the monster-" Where's thy sting? And where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?

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Resurrection of Christ.

ESUS, who dy'd a world to save,
Revives and rises from the grave,
By his almighty pow'r :

From sin, and death, and hell set free,
He captive leads captivity,

And lives to die no more.

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2 Children of God, look up and see
Your Saviour cloth'd with majesty,
Triumphant o'er the tomb :

Give o'er your griefs, cast off your fears,
In heav'n your mansions he prepares,
And soon will take you home.

3 His church is still his joy and crown,
He looks with love and pity down
On those he did redeem:

He tastes their joys, he feels their woes,
And prays that they may spoil their foes,
And ever reign with him.

4 O may we all from sin awake,
And all in heav'n our places take,
With our exalted head!
To those abodes may we aspire
In thoughts, in will, in strong desire;
To sinful pleasures dead!

CHRIST the Lord is ris`n to day!

Sons of men and angels say;

Raise your joys and triumphs high,
Sing, ye heav'ns, and earth reply.
Hallelujah!

2 Love's redeeming work is done;
Fought the fight, the battle won:

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Lo! our sun's eclipse is o'er,
Lo! he sets in blood no more.
Hallelujah!

3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal,
Christ hath burst the gates of hell:
Death in vain forbids his rise
Christ hath open'd paradise.
Hallelujah!

4 Lives again our glorious King,
Where, O death, is now thy sting?
Once he dy'd our souls to save,
Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?
Hallelujah!

5 Soar we now where Christ hath led, Following our exalted head,

Made like him, like him we rise,
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies,
Hallelujah!

6 What, though once we perish'd all,
Partners of our parents fall,
Second life we do receive,
In our heav'nly Adam live.
Hallelujah!

Hail the Lord of earth and heav'n!
Praise to thee by both be giv'n :
Thee we greet triumphant now,
Hail the resurrection-thou!

Hallelujah!