Fifth Sunday after Easter.

HYMN XLI.

JESUS, immortal King, display

Thine arm of strength, and win the day;
Let all thy foes astonished flee,

And leave the conquered world to Thee.
Gird on thy thigh thy conquering sword,
Victorious King, most mighty Lord;
Finish the work Thou hast begun,
And let thy will on earth be done.

Let heavenly hosts triumphant sing,
The Lord omnipotent is King;
Let all his saints rejoice at this:
The kingdoms of the world are his.

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him all creatures here below:
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host:
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

HYMN XLII.

ALL hail the great Immanuel's name—
Ye Angels, prostrate fall:

Bring forth the royal diadem,

And crown Him Lord of all.

Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God,

Who from his altar call:

Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown Him Lord of all.

Let every kindred, every tribe,
Throughout this earthly ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,

And crown Him Lord of all.

O that with yonder sacred throng,
We at his feet may fall,
Join in the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all!

Ascension Day.

HYMN XLIII.

Lo! God to heav'n ascendeth-
Throughout its regions vast,
With shouts triumphant blendeth
The trumpet's thrilling blast:
Sing praise with exultation,

Sing praise to Christ the Lord-
King of each heathen nation,
The God of Hosts ador'd.

With joy is heav'n resounding,
Christ's glad return to see:
Behold the saints surrounding

The Lord, who set them free:
The cherub band rejoices,

Bright myriads thronging come, And loud seraphic voices

Welcome Messiah home.

No more the way is hidden,
Since Christ our Head arose ;

No more to man forbidden

goes.

The road to heav'n that Where Jesus Christ has enter'd, There may our hearts be found; There let our hopes be centred, Our journey thither bound.

PSALM XXIV.-PART I.

THE earth is God's, the fulness too
Of all that therein is :
Upon the floods He founded it,

And built it on the seas.

Who shall go up the hill of God,
And in his dwelling stand?
Even the man of pure intent
And undefiled hand.

Who hath not lifted up his heart
To trust in vanity :

Nor dealt untruly by his friend,
Nor sworn deceitfully.

The family of Israel,

The men who seek his grace, These shall be blest and righteous held Before the God of grace.

Sunday after Ascension Day.

HYMN XLIV.

To God the only wise,

Our Saviour and our King,

Let all the saints below the skies
Their humble praises bring.

"Tis his almighty love,

His counsel and his care,

Preserves us safe from sin and death,
And every hurtful snare.

He will present our souls
Unblemish'd and complete,
Before the glory of his face,
With joys divinely great.

Then all the chosen seed

Shall meet before the throne, Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known.

To our Redeemer God Wisdom and power belongs, Immortal crowns of majesty, And never-ending songs.

PSALM XXIV.

PART II.

LIFT up your heads, eternal gates,
Unfold to entertain

The King of Glory: See! He comes
With his celestial train.

Who is the King of Glory? Who? The Lord, for strength renown'd; In battle mighty, o'er his foes Eternal victor crown'd.

Lift

up your heads, ye gates, unfold In state to entertain

The King of Glory: See! He comes With all his shining train.

Who is the King of Glory? Who?

The Lord of Hosts renown'd;

Of glory He alone is King,

Who is with glory crown'd.