6 Dear Jesus, call this willing soul,

That struggles with its clay;
And fain would leave this weary load
To wing its airy way.

90.
L.M.-Christ's ascension to glory. Ps. xxiv. 7-10.
1 OUR Lord is risen from the dead,

Our Jesus is gone up on high,
The powers 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 ethereal scene:
He claims these mansions as his right,

Receive the King of Glory in!
4 Who is the King of Glory, who?

The Lord, that all his foes o'ercame,
The world, sin, death, and hell o’erthrew,

And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 5 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits,

And angels chant the solemn lay,
“ Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates,

“ Ye everlasting doors give way! 6 Who is the King of Glory, who?

The Lord, of glorious power possest,
The King of saints and angels too,
God over all for ever blest.

91.
P.M.-Christ crucified and glorified.
1 HAIL, thou once despised Jesus!

Hail, thou Galilean king!
Thou didst suffer to release us,

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;
By almighty love appointed,

Thou hast full atonement made:
All thy people are forgiven,

Through the virtue of thy blood,
Open'd is the gate of heaven;

Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 3 Jesus, hail! enthron’d in glory,

There for ever to abide!
All the heavenly hosts adore thee

Seated at my Father's side:
There for sinners thou art pleading,

There thou dost our place prepare,
Ever for us interceding,

Till in glory we appear. 4 Worship, honour, power, and blessing,

Thou art worthy to receive;
Loudest praises, without ceasing,

Meet it is for us to give:
Help, ye bright angelic spirits !

Bring your sweetest, noblest lays,
Help to sing our Saviour's merits,

Help to chant Immanuel's praise!

92.

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.
2 Ye saw the heaven-born child

In human flesh array'd;
Benevolent and mild,
While in the manger laid:
And praise to God,

And peace on earth,

For such a birth,
Proclaim'd aloud.

3 Ye, in the wilderness,

Beheld the tempter spoil'd;
Well known in every dress,
In every combat foil'd;
And joy'd to crown

The victor's head,

When Satan fled

Before his frown.
4 Around the bloody tree,

Ye press’d with strong desire,
That wondrous sight to see,
The Lord of Life expire;
And could your eyes

Have known a tear,

Had dropt it there

In sad surprise.
5 Around his sacred tomb

A willing watch ye keep,
While yet in death's deep gloom
They rouse him from his sleep;
Then roll'd the stone,

And all ador'd

Your rising Lord,
With joy unknown.

6 When all array'd in light

The shining conqueror rode,
Ye hail'd his rapturous flight
Up to the throne of God;
And wav'd around

Your golden wings,

And struck your strings

Of sweetest sound.
7 The blissful notes pursue,

And louder anthems raise;
While mortals sing with you
Their own Redeemer's praise :
And thou, my heart,

With equal flame,

And joy the same,
Perform thy part.

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:
'Tis fix'd by God's almighty hand,

And seraphs bow at thy command. 2 Exalted Saviour, we confess

The sovereign triumphs of thy grace;
Where beams of gentle radiance shine,

And temper majesty divine.
3 Wide thy resistless sceptre sway,

Till all thine enemies obey;
Wide may thy cross its virtue prove,

And conquer millions by its love. 4 Mighty to vanquish and forgive!

Thine Israel shall repent and live;
And loud proclaim thy healing breath,
Which works their life, who wrought thy death.

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;
Bow down, ye saints, around his seat,

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,
He reaches out a starry crown,

And bids us take the prize.
“ Be faithful unto death,

“ Partake my victory, “ And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath,

“And thou shalt reign with me.