137. Christ Triumphant. (Acts i. 9-11.) I
REJOICE! the Lord is king!
Your Lord and king adore;
His glorious conquests sing,
And triumph evermore.
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,
Rejoice, ye saints of God, rejoice.
He sits at God's right hand,
Till all his foes submit,
And bow to his command,
Or fall beneath his feet. Lift up, &c.
Rejoice! the Lord will come
Triumphant from the skies;
And glorious from the tomb
Shall all his saints arise.
We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice:
The trump of God shall sound "Rejoice."
Praise to the ascended Saviour.
(Luke xxiv. 50-53.)
CRANBROOK. S. M.
AWAKE, and sing the song
Of Moses and the Lamb!
Wake ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue,
To praise the Saviour's name,
Adore his dying love;
Proclaim his rising power;
Tell how he intercedes above
For us whose sins he bore..
Ye pilgrims on the road
To Sion's city, sing;
Rejoicing in the Lamb of God,-
In Christ our heav'nly King.
Soon shall we hear him say,
"Ye blessed children, come!"
Soon will he call our souls away,
To their eternal home.
139. The Church united and blest in a Ministry. (Eph. iv. 1-16.)
LORD, cause thy face on us to shine;
Give us thy peace, and seal us thine;
Teach us to prize the means of grace,
And love thine earthly dwelling-place.
One is our faith, and one our Lord;
One body, spirit, hope, reward;
May we in one communion be,
One with each other, one with thee!
Bless all, whose voice salvation brings;
Who minister in holy things;
Our bishops, priests, and deacons, bless;
Clothe them with zeal and righteousness;
Let many in the judgment day,
Turn'd from the error of their way,
Their hope, their joy, their crown, appear:Save those who preach, and those who hear. 140. Christ the Strength of his Ministers. (Mark xvi. 15-20.)
FALCON STREET. S. M.
YE messengers of Christ,
His sov'reign will obey:
Arise, and follow where he leads;
And peace attend your way.
The Master, whom ye serve,
Will needful strength bestow:
Depending on his promis'd aid,
With holy courage go.
Mountains shall sink to plains;
And hell in vain oppose;
The cause is God's, and must prevail,
Though mighty be its foes.
Your Saviour's gracious voice
Assures you full success:
He calls you to the hallow'd work,
And he your cause will bless.
141. Christ exalted with Triumph. (Collect.)
ALL hail the great Immanuel's name!
Ye angels, prostrate fall:
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.
Crown him, ye martyrs of our God,
Who from his altar call:
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown him Lord of all.
Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe,
Around this earthly ball,
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.
Oh! that with yonder sacred throng,
fall;
may
There join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.
142. Worshipping in God's appointed Place. (Deut. xii. 5-14.)
TO thy temple I repair;
Lord, I love to worship there,
When within the vail I meet
Christ upon the mercy-seat.
Thou, through him, art reconcil'd;
I, through him, become thy child :
Abba! Father! give me grace
In thy courts to seek thy face.
While thy ministers proclaim
Peace and pardon in thy name;
Through their voice, by faith, may
Hear thee speaking from the sky.
From thy house when I return,
May my heart within me burn;
And at ev'ning let me say
"I have walk'd with God to-day,"
For the Gifts of the Holy Spirit. (1 Pet. iv. 10, 11.)
O SPIRIT of the living God!
In all the fulness of thy grace,
Where'er the foot of man hath trod,
Descend upon our fallen race.
Give tongues of fire, and hearts of love,
To preach the reconciling word:
Give power and unction from above,
Whene'er the joyful sound is heard.
Fill ev'ry darken'd mind with light;
Inspire our souls with holy fear;
Our weakness aid with heav'nly might
With heav'nly peace our bosoms cheer.
Baptize the nations; far and nigh
The triumphs of the Cross record;
The name of Jesus glorify,
Till ev'ry tongue shall call him Lord.
144. For the Influence of the Holy Spirit. (John xv. 26.)
ST. JAMES. C. M.
COME, holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove,
With all thy quick'ning powers;
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
Our hearts are set on things below,
Fond of these earthly toys;
Our souls, how heavily they go,
To reach eternal joys.
In vain we tune our lifeless songs;
In vain we strive to rise;
Thy praises falter on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.
Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove,
With all thy quick'ning powers;
O shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And bid it kindle ours.
145. Adoration of the Holy Spirit. (Actsx. 44, 45.)
CREATOR Spirit! by whose aid
The world's foundations first were laid,
Come, visit ev'ry humble mind,
And pour thy joys on all mankind:
From sin and sorrow set us free,
And make us temples meet for thee.
Thrice holy Fount! thrice holy Fire!
Our hearts with heav'nly love inspire:
Our frailty help, our vice control,
And calm the passions of the soul:
Come, and thy sacred unction bring,
To sanctify us while we sing.
Immortal honor, endless fame,
Attend th' Almighty Father's name;
Let God the Son be glorified,
Who for the world's redemption died;
And equal adoration be,
O blessed Comforter, to thee.
146. For Guidance and Comfort of the Spirit.
(Acts iv. 1-4.)
BATH. C. M.
SPIRIT of Truth! on this thy day,
To thee for help we cry,
To guide us through the dreary way
Of dark mortality.
We ask not, Lord, the cloven flame,
Or tongues of various tone;
But long thy praises to proclaim
With fervor in our own.
No new prophetic voice we hear,
No wondrous powers we share;
Yet hope to feel thy comfort near,
And bless thee in our prayer.
When tongues shall cease, and power decay,
And knowledge vain shall prove,
Do thou thy trembling servants stay
With faith, and hope, and love,
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