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And joyed to crown
The Victor's head,
When Satan fled
4 Around his sacred tomb
A willing watch ye keep,
And all adored
Your rising Lord,
5 When, all arrayed in light,
The shining Conqueror rode, Ye hailed his rapturous flight Up to the throne of God; And waved around
Your golden wings,
And struck your strings
6 The warbling 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,
Watts. The Messiah. 1 THE true Messiah now appears ;
The types are all withdrawn ;
Before the rising dawn.
And much his truth he showed,
Where great assemblies stood.
WATTS. Christ's Commission. 1 RAISE your triumphant songs
To an immortal tune;
Celestial grace has done. 2 Sing how Eternal Love
Its chief-beloved chose,
From their abyss of woes.
3 Now, sinners, dry your tears;
Let hopeless sorrow cease ;
And take the offered peace.
We lay an humble claim
And love and praise thy name.
known : “Sinners, behold, your help is laid
On my beloved Son.
Among your mortal race;
The spirit of my grace.
With mercy by his side, While in my name, through earth and sea,
He shall in triumph ride.
He shall forever own,
And I'll support my Son.
My promises are strong ; Firm as the heavens his throne shall last, His seed endure as long."
Watts. The Glory of Christ. Ps. 45. 1 NOW be my heart inspired to sing
The glories of my Savior King ;
His form! how bright his beauties are ! 2 O'er all the sons of human race
He shines with a superior grace ;
And blessings all his state compose. 3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord ;
Gird on the terror of thy sword ;
With truth and meekness at thy side. 4 God, thine own God, has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head;
WATTS. Christ the Guide and Shepherd. 1 GREAT Prophet of my God,
My tongue would bless thy name;
Of sins forgiven,
And peace with heaven.
2 Be thou my Counsellor,
My Patron, and my Guide,
Ne'er run astray,
The crooked way.
His watchful eyes shall keep
He calls their names,
The tender lambs.
Mason. Christ the Image of God. 1 THOU, Lord, by mortal eyes unseen,
And by thine offspring here unknown, To manifest thyself to men,
Hast set thine image in thy Son. 2 As the bright sun's meridian blaze
O'erwhelms and pains our feeble sight, But cheers us with his softer rays,
When shining with reflected light, 3 So in thy Son, thy power divine,
Thy wisdom, justice, truth, and love, With mild and pleasing lustre shine,
Reflected from thy throne above.