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5 To them the cross is life and health,
Though shame and death to him;
His people's hope, his people's wealth,
Their everlasting theme.

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H! for a shout of sacred joy
To God, the sovereign King;
Let all the lands their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.

2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high;
His heavenly guards around
Attend him rising through the sky,
With trumpets' joyful sound.

3 While angels shout and praise their King,
Let mortals learn their strains;

Let all the earth his honor sing;-
O'er all the earth he reigns.

4 Rehearse his praise, with awe profound;
Let knowledge lead the song;

Nor mock him with a solemn sound
Upon a thoughtless tongue.

Cant. 5: 10-16.

AJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned
Upon the Saviour's brow;

His head with radiant glories crowned,
His lips with grace o'erflow.

2 No mortal can with him compare,
Among the sons of men;

Fairer is he than all the fair

That fill the heavenly train.

3 He saw me plunged in deep distress,
He flew to my relief;

For me he bore the shameful cross,
And carried all my grief.

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4 To him I owe my life and breath,
And all the joys I have;

He makes me triumph over death,
He saves me from the grave.

5 To heaven, the place of his abode,
He brings my weary feet;
Shows me the glories of my God,
And makes my joy complete.
6 Since from his bounty I receive
Such proofs of love divine,
Had I a thousand hearts to give,
Lord! they should all be thine.

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HE Saviour! oh, what endless charms
Dwell in the blissful sound!

Its influence every fear disarms,
And spreads sweet comfort round.

2 The almighty Former of the skies
Stooped to our vile abode;

While angels viewed with wondering eyes
And hailed the incarnate God.

3 Oh! the rich depths of love divine!
Of bliss a boundless store!
Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine;
I cannot wish for more.

4 On thee alone my hope relies,
Beneath thy cross I fall;

My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice,
My Saviour, and my All!

H for a thousand tongues to sing

My dear Redeemer's praise!

The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace!

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2 My gracious Master and my God!
Assist me to proclaim,

To spread, through all the earth abroad,
The honors of thy name.

3 Jesus the name that calms my fears,
That bids my sorrows cease;
'Tis music to my ravished ears;
'Tis life, and health, and peace.

4 He breaks the power of reigning sin,
He sets the prisoner free;

His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood availed for me.

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Job 19:25.

KNOW that my Redeemer lives,
And ever prays for me:

A token of his love he gives,

A pledge of liberty.

2 I find him lifting up my head;
He brings salvation near:
His presence makes me free indeed,
And he will soon appear.

3 He wills that I should holy be:
What can withstand his will?
The counsel of his grace in me,
He surely shall fulfill.

4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word:
I steadfastly believe

Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord,
And to thyself receive.

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E, who on earth as man was known,
And bore our sins and pains,

Now, seated on th' eternal throne
The Lord of glory reigns.

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2 His hands the wheels of nature guide
With an unerring skill;

And countless worlds, extended wide,
Obey his sovereign will.

3 While harps unnumbered sound his praise
In yonder world above,

His saints on earth admire his ways,
And glory in his love.

4 When troubles, like a burning sun,
Beat heavy on their head;
To this almighty rock they run,
And find a pleasing shade.

5 How glorious he-how happy they,
In such a glorious friend!

Whose love secures them all the way,
And crowns them at the end.

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Heb. 4:14-16.

NOME, let us join our songs of praise
To our ascended Priest;

He entered heaven with all our names
Engraven on his breast.

2 Below he washed our guilt away,
By his atoning blood;

Now he appears before the throne,
And pleads our cause with God.

3 Clothed with our nature still, he knows
The weakness of our frame,

And how to shield us from the foes
Whom he himself o'ercame.

4 Nor time, nor distance, e'er shall quench
The fervor of his love;

For us he died in kindness here

For us he lives above.

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5 Oh! may we ne'er forget his grace,
Nor blush to bear his name;

Still may our hearts hold fast his faith-
Our lips his praise proclaim.

Luke 24: 34.

"THE Lord is risen indeed!"—

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Then is his work performed;
The mighty Captive now is freed,
And death, our foe, disarmed.

2 "The Lord is risen indeed!"-
He lives to die no more;

He lives, the sinner's cause to plead,
Whose curse and shame he bore.

3 "The Lord is risen indeed!"—
Then hell hath lost its prey :
With him is risen the ransomed seed,
To reign in endless day.

4 "The Lord is risen indeed !”.
Attending angels! hear;

Up to the courts of heaven, with speed
The joyful tidings bear.

5 Then wake your golden lyres,

And strike each cheerful chord;
Join, all ye bright, celestial choirs!
To sing our risen Lord.

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HOU art gone up on high,
To mansions in the skies,
And round thy throne unceasingly

The songs of praise arise.

2 But we are lingering here

With sin and care oppressed:

Lord! send thy promised Comforter,
And lead us to thy rest!

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