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2 The Lord is risen indeed;
He lives, to die no more;
3 The Lord is risen indeed;
Up to the courts of heaven, with speed,
4 Then take your golden lyres,
And strike each cheerful chord; Join, all ye bright celestial choirs, To sing our risen Lord.
5th P. M. 4 lines 7s. If we suffer with Him we shall reign with Him.
CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day,
of men angels say: and Raise your joys and triumphs high ; Sing, ye heavens,-and earth, reply.
2 Love's redeeming work is done,-
3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal,
Christ has burst the gates of hell:
4 Lives again our glorious King;
5 Soar we now where Christ has led,
33d P. M. 66, 66. Christ, the first-fruits.
ING praise! the tomb is void
Sing of our bonds destroy'd,
Our narrow path shines clear. 3 He who, so patiently,
The crown of thorns did wear,— He hath gone up on high;
Our hope is with him there. 4 Now is his truth reveal'd,
His majesty, and might; The grave has been unseal'd; Christ is our life and light. 5 He who for men did weep;
Suffer, and bleed, and die,—
Christ has gone up on high.
The King of glory.
UR Lord is risen from the dead; Our Jesus is gone up on high; The powers of hell are captive led,— Dragg'd to the portals of the sky: There his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay;Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; Ye everlasting doors, give way!
2 Loose all your bars of massy light,
The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame ;The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew ;And Jesus is the Conqu'ror's name.
3 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits,
28th P. M. 10s, 11s, & 12. The voice of triumph.
IFT your glad voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die; Vain were the terrors that gather'd around him,
And short the dominion of death and the grave; He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound
Resplendent in glory, to live and to save:
2 Glory to God, in full anthems of joy; The being he gave us death cannot destroy: Sad were the life we may part with to-morrow, If tears were our birthright, and death were our end;
But Jesus hath cheer'd the dark valley of sorrow,
5th P. M. 4 lines 7s. Ascension day.
AIL the day that sees Him rise, Ravish'd from our wishful eyes! Christ, awhile to mortals given, Reascends his native heaven.
2 There the pompous triumph waits:
4 Him though highest heaven receives,
3d P. M. 4 6s & 2 8s.
The clarions of the sky Proclaim the' angelic joys: Join all on earth, rejoice and sing Glory ascribe to glory's King.
2 All power to our great Lord
He reigns supreme in heaven: Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory's King.
3 High on his holy seat,
4 Till all the earth, renew'd
In righteousness divine,
In one great chorus join,
HIS PRIESTHOOD AND INTERCESSION.
King of kings and Lord of lords.
THE head that once was crown'd with thorns,
Is with glory now;
A royal diadem adorns
The mighty Victor's brow.
2 The highest place that heaven affords,
The King of kings, and Lord of lords,
To whom he manifests his love,
4 To them the cross, with all its shame,