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7s. 1 ESUS CHRIST is risen to day, Hallelujah !

Our triumphant holiday ! Hallelujah! Who did once upon the Cross,

Hallelujah! Suffer to redeem our loss.

Hallelujah ! 2 Hymns of praise then let us sing Hallelujah!

Unto Christ our heavenly King, Hallelujah! Who endured the Cross and grave, Hallelujah !

Sinners to redeem and save. Hallelujah ! 3 But the pains which He endured Hallelujah!

Our salvation have secured ; Hallelujah! Now He reigns above the sky, Hallelujah! Where the angels ever cry,

Hallelujah ! 41

78. 1 YHRIST the Lord is risen to-day,"

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Sons of men,

Raise your joys and triumphs high;

Sing, ye heavens, and earth, reply !
2 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal,

Christ hath burst the gates of hell ;
Death in vain forbids His rise,

Christ hath opened Paradise !
3 Lives again our glorious King!

Where, o death, is now thy sting ?
Once He died, our souls to save,-
Where's thy victory, O grave ?


4 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 !

C, M. 1 INCE Christ, our Passover, is slain,

D A sacrifice for all,
Let all with thankful hearts agree

To keep the festival.
2 Not with the leaven, as of old,

Of sin and malice fed,
But with unfeigned sincerity,

And truth's unleavened bread.
3 Christ being raised by power divine,

And rescued from the grave,
Shall die no more; death shall on Him

No more dominion have.
4 For that He died, 'twas for our sins,

He once vouchsafed to die ;
But that He lives, He lives to God,

For all eternity.
5 So count yourselves as dead to sin,

But graciously restored ;
And made henceforth alive to God,

Through Jesus Christ our Lord.


C. M.


IIS day be grateful homage paid,

Let gladness dwell in every heart,

And praise on every tongue.


2 O what a night was that which wrapped

The heathen world in gloom !
O what a Sun which broke, this day,

Triumphant from the tomb !
3 The powers of darkness leagued in vain

To bind the Lord in death;
He shook their kingdom when He fell,

With His expiring breath.
4 Ten thousand differing lips shall join

To hail this happy morn,
Which scatters blessings from its wings,

On nations yet unborn.


C. M.

LEST be the everlasting God,

The Father of our Lord !
Be His abounding mercy praised,

His majesty adored.
2 When from the dead He raised His Son,

And called Him to the sky,
He gave our souls a lively hope

That they should never die.
3 To an inheritance divine

He taught our hearts to rise :
'Tis uncorrupted, undefiled,

Unfading in the skies.
4 Saints by the power of God are kept,

Till their salvation come ;
We walk by faith as strangers here,

But Christ shall call us home.

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Christ, awhile to mortals given,

Enters now the highest heaven.
2 There the glorious triumph waits :

your heads, eternal gates !
Christ hath vanquished death and sin,

Take the King of Glory in.
3 Lo! the heaven its Lord receives !

Yet He loves the earth He leaves :
Though returning to His throne,
Still He calls mankind His own.

4 See, He lifts His hands above !

See, He shews the prints of love !
Hark, His gracious lips bestow

Blessings on His Church below!
5 Lord, though parted from our sight,

Far above yon azure height,
Grant our hearts may thither rise,
Seeking Thce beyond the skies.


C. M.


IFT up your heads, eternal gates,
Unfold to

to entertain
The King of Glory : see! He comes
With His celestial train.

2 Who is the King of Glory? Who?

The Lord, for strength renowned;
In battle mighty, o'er His foes

Eternal victor crowned.
3 Lift up your heads, ye gates, unfold

In state to entertain
The King of Glory : see ! He comes

With all His shining train.
4 Who is the King of Glory? Who?

The Lord of Hosts renowned :
Of glory He alone is King,

Who is with glory crowned.


C. M.




To Thy blest realm on high,
Now bid our spirits thither soar,

And raise them to the sky.
2 Make us to those delights aspire

Which spring from love to Thee,
Which the carnal heart's desire,

Which faith alone can see.
3 To guide us to Thy glories, Lord,

To lift us to the sky,
O may Thy Holy Ghost be poured
Upon us from on high !

148th M. 1 EJOICE, the Lord is King !

Your Lord and King adore :
Mortals, give thanks and sing,

And triumph evermore :



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