202 Mozart. 7s. Presto. W. A. MOZART, 1779. "Christ, the Lord, is ris'n to-day!" Sons of men, and an- gels! say; Raise your joys and 4 4 triumphs high; Sing, ye heav'ns! and, earth! reply, Sing, ye heav'ns! and, earth! reply. Let all the earth, from shore to shore, Confess th' al- mighty Lord. 25 22 2 Hark! the glad shouts, wide echoing round, Th' ascending God proclaim; Th' angelic choir respond the sound, 3 They sing of death and hell o'erthrown In that triumphant hour; And God exalts His conquering Son Harriet Auber, 1820 204 JESUS, immortal King! arise; Assume, assert Thy sway; Till earth, subdued, its tribute bring, 2 Ride forth, victorious Conqueror, ride, Their trophies at Thy feet. 3 Send forth Thy word, and let it fly, 4 From sea to sea, from shore to shore, May Jesus be adored; And earth, with all her millions, shout Hosannas to the Lord. The paschal victory to hymn 2 For Judah's Lion bursts His chains, And cries aloud, through death's domains, 3 Devouring depths of hell their prey 4 Triumphant in His glory now, "Wide ye heav'nly gates! unfold, Clos'd no more by death and sin; Lo! the conqu'ring Lord behold! D.S-Harkagain! the answering choir eeee e 2 "He, whose powerful arm alone On His foes destruction hurled; He, who hath the vict'ry won, He, who saved a ruined world: He, who God's pure law fulfilled, He, whose truth with blood was sealed; 207 Victory. 8s & 4. G. P. A. PALestrina. The strife is o'er, the battle done; The victory of life is won; 2 Thou art gone in before us, Lord, 3 And ever on Thine earthly path A light still breaks behind the cloud 209 Neander. 8s & 7s. 4 Lift up our thoughts, lift up our songs, And let Thy grace be given, That while we linger yet below, Our hearts may be in heaven; 5 That where Thou art at God's right hand, Our hope, our love may be: Dwell in us now, that we may dwell Cecil Frances Alexander, 1858. JOACHIM NEANDER, 1679. 4 Come, ye faithful, raise the anthem; Cleave the skies with shouts of praise; God eternal, Word In- carnate, Whom the heav'n of heav'n obeys. A-men. 2 Ere He raised the lofty mountains, Formed the sea, or spread the sky, Love eternal, free and boundless, Moved the Lord of life to die; Fore-ordained the Prince of princes For the throne of Calvary. 3 Now above the sapphire pavement, High in unapproachéd light, Lo! He lives and reigns for ever, Victor after hard-won fight, 4 Trust Him then, ye fearful pilgrims; |