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2 Love's redeeming work is done,
Fought the fight, the battle won:
Lo! he sets in blood no more.
Christ hath burst the gates of hell:
Christ hath open's Paradise.
" Where, O death, is now thy sting!” Once he died our souls to save,
“ Where thy victory, O grave!"
Following our exalted head,
the skies. 6 Hail the Lord of earth and heaven!
Praise to thee by both be given!
P.M.-“ The Lord is risen indeed.” Luke xxiv. 34.
1 YES, the Redeemer rose;
The Saviour left the dead;
The guards around
Fell to the ground
And sunk away. 2 Lo, the angelic bands
In full assembly meet,
And worship at his feet:
Joyful they come
From realms of day
To such a tomb. 3 Then back to heaven they fly,
And the glad tidings bear; Hark! as they soar on high, What music fills the air! Their anthems say,
" Jesus who bled,
" Hath left the dead;
“ He rose to-day.”
Redeem'd by him from hell;
"Jesus who bled,
more to die.”
Who sav’st us with thy blood!
With thee we reign,
And empires gain
85. P.M.- The Resurrection of Christ. 1 JESUS Christ is risen to-day,- Hallelujah.
Our triumphant holiday!-Hallelujah. Who so lately on the cross-Hallelujah. Suffer'd to redeem our loss.-Hallelujah.
2 Hymns of praises let us sing-Hallelujah.
Unto Christ our Heavenly King-Hallelujah. Who endur'd the cross and grave - Hallelujah.
Sinners to redeem and save!– Hallelujah. 4 For the pains which he endur'd-Hallelujah.
Our salvation have secur’d--Hallelujah. Now he reigns above the sky,– Hallelujah. Where the angels ever cry-Hallelujah.
Mati, xxviii, 5, 6.
Chase all your fears away;
The place where Jesus lay.
Such wonders love can do;
you. 3 A moment give a loose to grief;
Let grateful sorrows rise,
With torrents from your eyes. 4 Then raise your eyes, and tune your songs,
The Saviour lives again;
The conqueror could detain.
His once dishonour'd head;
Who dwelt among the dead.
His empty tomb survey: ;
Through all his shining way.
L.M.- The death and resurrection of Christ. 1 HE dies, the friend of sinners dies!
Lo! Salem's daughters weep around!
A sudden trembling shakes the ground!
load; He shed a thousand drops for you,
A thousand drops of richer blood.
The Lord of glory dies for men!
Jesus, the dead, revives again.
(In vain the tomb forbids his rise!) Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies!
How high your great Deliverer reigns;
And led the monster, death, in chains. 6 Say, “ Live for ever, wondrous King!
Born to redeem, and strong to save!" Then ask the monster, “ Where's thy sting?" And “Where's thy victory, boasting grave?"
88. L.M.-Christ's appearance to his disciples after his resurrection. 1 COME, our indulgent Saviour, come,
Illustrious Conqueror o'er the tomb:
And fill our hearts with sacred peace. 2 O come thyself, most gracious Lord,
With all the joy thy smiles afford;
John xx. 19, 20.
3 With rapture, kneeling round, we greet
Thy pierced hands, thy wounded feet;
We see our life's warm torrent glide. 4 Enter our hearts, Redeemer blest,
Enter, thou ever-honour'd guest,
But there to fix thy lasting throne.
And, when our life's last hour is come,
89. C.M.-Christ ascending to his Father and God, and our's.
John xx, 17.
Our heavenly seats to view,
Our rising Saviour drew.
My brethren, lift your eyes. 3 And doth the Lord of glory call
Such worms his brethren dear?
And shew our Father there?
That tuneful sound, my God?
And thou shalt have my love:
And Christ who dwells above.