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Let all, with thankful hearts, agree
To keep the festival:
Of sin and malice fed;
And truth's unleaven'd bread.
And rescu'd from the grave,
No more dominion have,
He once vouchsaf'd to die:
For all eternity.
But graciously restor'd,
HYMN 69. (III. 1.) 1 CHRIST the Lord is ris'n to-day,
Sons of men and angels say: Raise your joys and triumphs high,
Sing ye heavens, and earth reply! 2 Love's redeeming work is done,
Fought the fight, the vict'ry won:
Darkness veils the earth no more.
Christ has bụrst the gates of hell;
Christ hath open'd paradise.
Following our exalted Head;
(L. M.) Col. iii. 1,2. 1 YE faithful souls who Jesus know,
If risen indeed with him ye are, Superior to the joys below,
His resurrection's power declare:
2 Your faith by holy tempers prove,
By actions show your sins forgiven,
And follow Christ, your head, to heaven. 3 There your exalted Saviour see,
Seated at God's right hand again,
In everlasting power to reign. 4 To him continually aspire,
Contending for your destin'd place,
HYMN 71. (c. m.)
1 Cor. xv. 20, 21, 22. Col. iii. 1. 1 CHRIST from the dead is rais’d, and made
The First Fruits of the tomb;
Did resurrection come.
Did guilt and death derive;
Shall all be made alive.
Seek only how to get
At God's right hand is set.
HYMN 72. (L. M.) 1 HE dies! the Friend of sinners dies!
Lo! Salem's daughters weep around! A solemn darkness veils the skies!
A sudden trembling shakes the ground! 2 Ye saints approach! the anguish view,
Of him who groans beneath your load; He gives his precious life for you,
For you he sheds his precious blood. 3 Here's love and grief beyond degree!
The Lord of glory dies for men! But lo! what sudden joys we see!
Jesus, the dead, revives again! 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb;
Up to his Father's court he flies;
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies! 5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high our great Deliv’rer reigns; Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell,
And led the tyrant death in chains ! 6 Say, “ Live for ever, glorious King,
< Born to redeem, instruct, and save!" Then ask—“O death, where is thy sting! “ And where thy victory, O grave!"
HYMN 73. (L. m.) 1 OUR Lord is risen from the dead,
Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The pow'rs of hell are captive led,
Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay; “Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates!
“ Ye everlasting doors, give way!" 3 Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the radiant scene; He claims those mansions as his right;
Receive the King of Glory in. 4. “Who is the King of Glory, whop"
The Lord that all his foes o’ercame, The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew,
And Jesus is the conq’ror's name. 5 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay, “Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates!
6 Ye everlasting doors, give way 6 " Who is the King of Glory, who?"
The Lord of boundless power possessid, The King of saints and angels too,
God over all, for ever bless'd!
(c. m.) 1 COME, Holy Ghost! Creator, come,
Inspire these souls of thine;
Till every heart which thou hast made
divine. 2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift
Of God, and fire of love; The everlasting spring of joy,
And unction from above. 3 Thy gifts are manifold, thou writ'st
God's law in each true heart; The promise of the Father, thou
Dost heavenly speech impart. 4 Enlighten our dark souls, till they
Thy sacred love embrace; Assist our minds, by nature frail,
With thy celestial grace.
And give us peace within,
Escape the shares of sin.
And Son, from death reviv'd,
HYMN 75. (c. M.) 1 COME, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove,
With all thy quick’ning powers; Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours. 2 See how we grovel here below,
Fond of these earthly toys; Our souls, how heavily they go,
To reach eternal joys! 3 In vain we tune our lifeless songs,
In vain we strive to rise! Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.
With all thy quick’ning powers;
(c. M.) 1 HES come! let every knee be bent,
All hearts new joy resume;
Sing, ye redeem’d, with one consent,
66 The Comforter is come. 2 What greater gift, what greater love,
Could God on man bestow?
Let man rejoice below!
Thy sacred influence feel;
And fix our wavering zeal !
'Those checks which we should know; Thy motions point to us the way;
I'hou giv'st us strength to go.
HYMN 77. (L. M.) O HOLY, holy, holy Lord,
Bright in thy deeds and in thy name, Forever be thy name ador'd,
Thy glories let the world proclaim! 2 O Jesus, Lamb once crucified
To take our load of sins away,
Along the realms of upper day! 3 O Holy Spirit, from above,
In streams of light and glory giv’n,
Thy praises ring through earth and heav'n! 4 O God triune! to thee we owe
Our every thought, our every song;
HYMN 78. (L. M.) 1 FATHER of all, whose love profound
A ransom for our souls hath found, Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy pard'ning love extend! 2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word,
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord,