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6 Dear Jesus, call this willing soul,
That struggles with its clay;
Our Jesus is gone up on high,
Dragg’d to the portals of the sky.
And angels chant the solemn lay,
“ Ye everlasting doors give way!” 3 Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the ethereal scene:
Receive the King of Glory in!
The Lord, that all his foes o'ercame,
And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 5 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay,
“ Ye everlasting doors give way! 6 Who is the King of Glory, who?
The Lord, of glorious power possest,
Hail, thou Galilean king!
Thou didst free salvation bring!
Hail, thou universal Saviour,
Who hast borne our sin and shame, By thy merits we find favour,
Life is given through thy name! 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed,
All our sins on thee were laid;
Thou hast full atonement made:
Through the virtue of thy blood,
Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 3 Jesus, hail! enthron’d in glory,
There for ever to abide!
Seated at my Father's side:
There thou dost our place prepare,
Till in glory we appear. 4 Worship, honour, power, and blessing,
Thou art worthy to receive;
Meet it is for us to give:
Bring your sweetest, noblest lays,
Help to chant Immanuel's praise!
P.M.-Christ seen of Angels. 1 Tim. iii. 16. 1 O YE immortal throng
Of angels round the throne, Join with our feeble song
To make the Saviour known:
On earth ye knew
His wondrous grace,
And now his face
In heaven ye view.
In human flesh array'd;
And peace on earth,
For such a birth,
3 Ye, in the wilderness,
Beheld the tempter spoil'd;
The victor's head,
When Satan fled
Before his frown.
Ye press’d with strong desire,
Have known a tear,
Had dropt it there
In sad surprise.
A willing watch ye keep,
And all ador'd
Your rising Lord,
6 When all array'd in light
The shining conqueror rode,
Your golden wings,
And struck your strings
Of sweetest sound.
And louder anthems raise;
With equal flame,
And joy the same,
93. L.M.-Christ exalted to be a Prince and a Saviour. Acts v. 31. 1 EXALTED Prince of Life, we own
The royal honours of thy throne:
And seraphs bow at thy command. 2 Exalted Saviour, we confess
The sovereign triumphs of thy grace;
And temper majesty divine.
Till all thine enemies obey;
And conquer millions by its love. 4 Mighty to vanquish and forgive!
Thine Israel shall repent and live;
94. L.M.- The keys of death and the unseen world in Christ's hands.
Rev. i. 18. 1 HAIL to the Prince of Life and Peace,
Who holds the keys of death and hell! The spacious world unseen is his,
And sovereign power becomes him well. 2 In shame and torment once he died;
But now he lives for evermore;
And all ye angel-bands adore. 3 So live for ever, glorious Lord,
To crush thy foes, and guard thy friends; While all thy chosen tribes rejoice,
That thy dominion never ends. 4 Worthy thy hand to hold the keys,
Guided by wisdom and by love; Worthy to rule o'er mortal life,
O'er worlds below and worlds above. 5 When death thy servants shall invade:
When powers of hell thy church annoy, Controll’d by thee, their rage shall help
The cause they labour'd to destroy. 6 For ever reign, victorious King,
Wide through the earth thy name be known; And call my longing soul to sing Sublimer anthems near thy throne.
95. S.M.-" Be thou faithful unto death." Rev. ii. 10. 1 OUR Captain leads us on,
He beckons from the skies,
And bids us take the prize.
“ Partake my victory, “ And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath,
“And thou shalt reign with me.