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1. COME, Thou desire of all Thy saints!
Our humble strains attend,
While, with our praises and complaints,
Low at Thy feet we bend.

2. How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise!

How should our souls, on wings of love,
Mount upward to the skies!

3. Come, Lord! Thy love alone can raise
In us the heavenly flame;
Then shall our lips resound Thy praise,
Our hearts adore Thy name.

Dear Saviour! let Thy glory shine
And fill Thy dwellings here,
Till life, and love, and joy divine
A heaven on earth appear.

5. Then shall our hearts enraptured say,
Come, great Redeemer! come,
And bring the bright, the glorious day,
That calls Thy children home.

MRS. STEELE.

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1. AGAIN the Lord of life and light
Awakes the kindling ray,
Dispels the darkness of the night,
And pours increasing day.

2. O what a night was that which wrapt
A guilty 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 our Lord in death;

He shook their kingdom, when He fell,
By his expiring breath.

4. And now His conquering chariot wheels

Ascend the lofty skies;

Broken beneath his powerful cross,
Death's iron scepter lies.

5. This day be grateful homage paid,
And loud hosannas sung;
Let gladness dwell in every heart,
And praise on every tongue.

6. Ten thousand thousand voices join
To hail this happy morn,
Which scatters blessings from its wings
On nations yet unborn.

41. C. M.

MRS. BARBAULD.

1. AND now another week begins,
This day we call the Lord's;

This day He rose, who bore our sins-
For so His word records.

2. Hark, how the angels sweetly sing!-
Their voices fill the sky;
They hail their great victorious King,
And welcome him on high.

3. We'll catch the note of lofty praise;
May we their rapture feel;

Our thankful songs with their's we'll raise,
And emulate their zeal.

4. Come, then, ye saints! and grateful sing Of Christ, our risen Lord

Of Christ, the everlasting King—
Of Christ, th' incarnate word.

5. Hail, mighty Saviour! Thee we hail!
High on thy throne above;

Till heart and flesh together fail,
We'll sing thy matchless love.

42. C. M.

KELLY.

1. BLEST morning, whose young dawning Beheld our rising God,

That saw him triumph o'er the dust,
And leave his dark abode.

2. In the cold prison of the tomb
The dead Redeemer lay,

Till the revolving skies had brought
The third, th' appointed day.

3. Hell and the grave unite their force
To hold our Lord, in vain;
The sleeping conqueror arose,

And burst their feeble chain.

4. To Thy great name, almighty Lord,
These sacred hours we pay,
And loud hosannas shall proclaim
The triumph of the day.

5. Salvation and immortal praise

To our victorious King!

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Let heaven and earth, and rocks and seas, With glad hosannas ring.

WATTS.

DALSTON. S. P. M.

A. WILLIAMS.

1. How pleased and blessed was I To hear the people cry, 'Come, let us seek our God to-day!'

Yes, with a cheerful zeal We haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay.

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