HYMN XII.

GOOD FRIDAY.

LIKE sheep we went astray,
And broke the fold of God;
All lost and wand'ring from the way,
The path of sin we trod.

But God, at death's dread hour,
On Christ our trespass. laid;
The vengeance he was pleas'd to pour,
Has bruis'd the serpent's head.

How glorious was the grace,

When Christ sustained the shock! His life and blood the Shepherd pays A ransom for His flock.

But He, as God decreed,

From death arose again :

He shall become a num'rous seed
To recompense His pain.

HYMN XIII.

EASTER DAY.

JESUS CHRIST is ris'n to day,
Our triumphant festal day;
Who did once upon the cross
Suffer to redeem man's loss.

HALLELUJAH!

Hymns of praise then let us sing
Unto Christ our heav'nly King;
Who endur'd the cross and grave,
Sinners to redeem and save.

HALLELUJAH!

For the pains which He endur'd,

Our salvation have procur'd;

Now above the skies our King,
Where the angels ever sing,

HALLELUJAH!

HYMN XIV.

WHIT-SUNDAY.

CREATOR spirit! by whose aid

The world's foundations first were laid,
Come visit ev'ry pious mind,

Come pour Thy joys on human kind.

Thrice holy fount! thrice holy fire!
Our hearts with heav'nly love inspire;
Come, and Thy sacred unction bring,
To sanctify us while we sing.

Our frailties help, our vice controul,
Subject the senses to the soul;
From sin and sorrow set us free,
And make us temples worthy Thee.

Chase from our minds th' infernal foe,
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow;
And, lest our feet should step astray,
Protect and guide us in the way.

Make us eternal truths receive,
And practise all that we believe;
Give us Thyself, that we may see
The Father and the Son by Thee.

HYMN XV.

ASCENSION.

OUR Lord is risen from the dead,
The Saviour is gone up on high;
The pow'rs of hell are captive led,
Dragg'd to the portals of the sky.

There His triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chaunt the solemn lay,
"Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates!
Ye everlasting doors give way!"

Loose all your bars of massive light
And wide unfold th' ethereal scene!
He claims these mansions as His right,
Receive the King of Glory in!

Who is the King of Glory? who?

The Lord that all His foes o'ercame;

The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrows? And Jesus is the conqueror's name!

HYMN XVI.

TRINITY.

AMONG the Gods there's none like Thee,

O Lord! alone divine!

To Thee as much inferior they,
As are their Works to Thine!

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Therefore, their great Creator, Thee,
The nations shall adore;

Their long misguided prayers and praise
To Thy blest name restore!

All shall confess Thee great, and great
The wonders Thou hast done!
Confess Thee God, the God supreme;
Confess Thee God alone.

GLORIA PATRI.

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

The God whom we adore,

Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.