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2. Shout, ye seraphs; Gabriel, raiso

Thine eternal trump of praise;
Let the earth's remotest bound

Echo to tho blissful sound.
3. Now, ve saints, lift up your eyes;

See the Conqueror mount the skies;
Troops of angels on the road,

Hail, and sing the incarnate God. 4. Heaven unfolds its portals wide

Glorious Hero, through them ride;
King of glory, mount Thy throne;

Boundless empire is Thine own. 5. Praise Him, yo celestial choirs,

Praise, and sweep your golden lyres;
Praise Him in the noblest songs,
From ten thousand thousand tongues.

GIBBONS. 278. 78. 1. CIRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day,

Our triumphant holy day:
He endured the cross and grave,

Sinners to redeem and save. 2. Lo! Ile rises, mighty King!

Where, () death! is now thy sting?
Lo! He claims His native sky!

Grave! whero is thy victory? 3. Sinners, see your ransom paid,

Peace with God, for ever made:
With your rison Saviour rise;

Claim with ilim the purchased skics. 4. Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day,

Our triumphant holy day;
Loud the song of victory raise ;
Shout the great Redeemer's praise.

279. 7s, 6 lines. 1. GLORY, glory to our King!

Crowns unfading wreath His head;
Jesus, is the name we sing-

Jesus, risen from the dead;
Jesus, Conqueror o'er the grave;

Jesus, mighty now to save.
2. Now behold IIim high enthroned,

Glory beaming from Ilis face,
By adoring angels owned,

God of holiness and grace:
O for hearts and tongues to sing,
Glory, glory to our King!

KELLY. 289. 78. 1. IIAIL the day that sees Him rise,

Glorious, to His native skies!
Christ, awhile to mortals given,

Enters now the gates of heaven. 2. There the glorious triumph waits;

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

Take the King of glory in.
3. See, the heaven its Lord receives !

Yet He loves the earth He leaves:
Though returning to His throne,

Still IIe calls mankind His own. 4. Still for us Ho intercedes,

Ilis prevailing death Ile pleads;
Near Himself prepares our place,

Great Forerunner of our race.
5. What, though parted from our sight,

Far above yon starry height;
Thither our affections rise,
Foll'wing Ilim beyond the skies.


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3. Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion,

Odors of Edom, and offerings divine?

Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean. 1. The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know;

Myrrh from the forest, or goid from ihe mine?
I feed in green pastures, safe folded to rest ;
He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow,
Resiores me when wandering, redeems when 4. Vainly we offer each ample oblation,

Vainly with gold would lhis favor secure;
Richer, by far, is the heart's adorauen, --

Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 2. Through the valley and shadow of death though I

stray, Since Thon art my Guardian, no evil I fear; Thy rol shall defend me. Thy staff be my stay ;

5. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! No harın can befall with my Comforter near. Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ;

Star of the East, the borizon adorning,

Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 3. In the midst of amiction my table is spread ; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth

o'er ; With perfume and oil Thou anointest my head ; O what shall I ask of Thy providence more.

283. 10s & lls. 4. Let goo-Iness and mercy, my bountiful God!

Still follow Thy steps till I meet Thee above ;
I seek-by the path which my forefathers trod, 1. Lift your glad voices in triumph on high,
Through the land of their sojourn-Thy king. For Jesus hath risen, and man can rot die.
dom of love.

Vain were the terrors that gathered around Him,
MONTGOMERY. And short the dominion of death and the grave;

He burst from the feliers of darkness that bound

Resplendent in glory to live and to save.

Loud was the chorus of angels on high, -
282. Ils & 10s.

“The Saviour hath risen, and man shall not die."


1. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! 2. Glory to God, in full anthems of joy :
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ;

The being He gave us, death can not destroy.
Star of the East, the horizon adorning,
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.

Sad were the life we must part with to-norrow,
If tears were our birthright, and death were our

end :
2. Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining : But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow,

Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall ; And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend.
Angels adore Him in slumber reclining-

Lift, then, your voices in triumph on high,
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all.

Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die.


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285. C. L. 1.

281. C.L.M. 2. Ye mourning saints! dry every tear

For your departed Lord;
"Behold the place-le is not there,”

The tomb is all unbarred:
The gates of death were closed in vain:

The Lord is risen-He lives again.
3. Now cheerful to the house of prayer

Your early footsteps bend,
The Saviour will Himself be there,

Your advocate and friend:
Once by the law your hopes were slain,

But now in Christ ye live again.
4. How tranquil now the rising day!

'Tis Jesus still appears,
A risen Lord to chase away

Your unbelieving fears:
Oh! weep no more your comforts slain,

The Lord is risen-He lives again.
5. And when the shades of evening fall,

When life's last hour draws nighi, If Jesus shine upon the soul,

1. O SING unto my soul, my love,

That all-entrancing lay,
Such as the seraphim abovo

Are singing far away;
It comes as some familiar strain,

Once heard in heaven, now heard again. 2. For, sure as olden sages tell,

We are not all of earth;
The soul, by some mysterious spell,

Has glimpses of its birth,
And memories of things divine,

Thrill o'er me at that voice of thine.
3. They come as half-forgotten dreams

From that eternal land,
The sound of its celestial streams,

And shores of silver sand.
The angel faces in the air,
O sing—and waft my spirit there.



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2. “The Lord is risen indeed ;"

He lives, to die no more;
He lives llis people's cause to plead,

Whose curse and shame He bore. 3. “The Lord is risen indeed ;"

Attending angels, hear;
Up to the courts of heaven, with speed,

The joyful tidings bear.
4. Then take your golden lyres,

And strike each cheerful chord; Join all the bright, celestial choirs, To sing our risen Lord.


286. S. M. 1. BEYOND tho starry skies,

Far as th' eternal hills,
There in the boundless world of light,

Our great Redeemer dwells. 2. Around Him angels fair,

In countless armies shine; And ever, in exalted lays,

They offer songs divine. 3. “Tail, Prince of life!" they cry,

“Whose unexampled love, Moved Thee to quit these glorious realms

And royalties above." 4. And when He stooped to carth,

And suffered rude disdain, They cast their bonors at Ilis fect,

And waited in His train. 6. They saw Him on the cross,

While darkness veiled the skies, And when He burst the gates of death,

They saw the Conqueror rise. 6. They thronged IIis chariot wheels,

And bore Him to His throne; Then swept their golden harps and sung"The glorious work is done."


288. S. M.

1. ENTHRONED is Jesus now,

Upon His heavenly seat;
The kingly crown is on His brow,

The saints are at His feet.
2. In shining white they stand-

A great and countless throng; A palmy sceptre in each hand,

On every lip a song. 3. They sing the Lamb of God,

Once slain on earth for them; The Lamb, through whose atoning blood

Each wears his diadem.

287. S.M.

1. "The Lord is risen indeed;"

The grave hath lost its prey ; With Him shall rise the ransomed seed

To reign in endless day.

4. Thy grace, O Holy Ghost,

Thy blessed help supply,
That we may join that radiant host,
Triumphant in the sky.




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289. C. M.
2. He came in tongues of living flame,

To teach, convince, subidy :
All-powerful as the wind lle (imo,

And all as viewless, too.
3. He came, sweet influence to impart,

A gracious, willing Guest,
While He can find one humble heart

Wherein to fix his rest.
4. And His that gentle voice we hear,

Soft as the breath of even,
That checks cach fault, that calms each fear,

And whispers us of heaven. 5. And every virtue we possess,

And every virtue won,
And every thought of holiness

Are His and his alone. 6. Spirit of purity and grace,

Our weakness pitying see;
O, make our hearts Thy dwelling-place,
Purer and worthier Thee.


291. C. M.
1. No track is on tho sunny sky,

No footprints on the air:
Jesus hath gone; the faco carth

Is desolate and bare.
2. That Upper Room is heaven on earth;

Within its precincts lio
All that earth has of faith, or lopo,

Or heaven-born charity.
3. One moment and the silentnesz

Was breathless as the grave;
The flutter'd earth forgot to quake,

The troubled trees to wave. 4. He comes! Ho comes! that mighty Breath

From heaven's eternal shores;
His uncreated freshness fills

His Bride, as she adores.
5. Earth quakes before that rushing blast,

Heaven eclocs back the sound,
And mightily the tempest wheels

That Upper Room around.
6. One moment-and the Spirit hung

O'er all with dread desire;
Then broke upon the heads of all
In cloven tongues of fire.


290. C. M. 1. When God of old came down from heav'n,

In power and wrath He came;
Before His feet the clouds were riven,

Half darkness, and half flame.
2. But when He came the second time,

He came in power and love;
Softer than gales at morning prime

Hovered His holy Dore.
3. The fires that rushed on Sinai down

In sudden torrents dread,

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