To-day he rose and left the dead,
And Satan's empire fell;

To-day the saints his triumph spread,
And all his wonders tell.

Hosanna to th' anointed King,
To David's holy Son!

Help us, O Lord! descend, and bring
Salvation from thy throne.

Blest is the Lord, who comes to men
With messages of grace;

Who comes in God his Father's name,
To save our sinful race,

Hosanna in the highest strains

The church on earth can raise ;

The highest heav'ns, in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise.

90. Sabbath.

...

TO-DAY God bids the faithful rest,
To-day he show'rs his

grace;

'Seek ye my face,' the Lord hath said: Lord, we will seek thy 'face.

Come, let us leave the things of earth,
With God's assembly join;

Lo! heav'n descends to welcome man
To taste the things divine!

We come, dear Saviour; lo! we come, Lord of our life and soul;

We come diseas'd, and faint, and sick;
Be pleas'd to make us whole,

O may we please our God to-day,
May that be all our care!
Give, Lord, thy grace, lest evil thoughts
Should mingle in our pray'r.

Amidst th' assembly of thy saints
Let us be faithful found;

And let us join in humble pray'

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And in thy praisę abound.

Let thy good Spirit help our souls
With faith thy word to hear;
Be with us in thy temple, Lord,
And let us find thee near.

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91. Easter Day.

THE Sun of Righteousness appears,
To set in blood no more:
Adore the scatt'rer of your fears,
Your rising Sun adore!

The saints, when he resign'd his breath,
Unclos'd their sleeping eyes;

He breaks again the bands of death,
Again the dead arise!

Alone the dreadful race he ran,
Alone the wine-press trod;
He dy'd and suffer'd as a man:
He rises as a God!

In vain the stone, the watch, the seal,
Forbid an early rise,

To him who breaks the gates of hell,

Paradise.

92. The Resurrection.

YES, the Redeemer rose;
The Saviour left the dead
And o'er our hellish foes

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High rais'd his conquering head:
In wild dismay

The guards around
Fall to the ground,
And sink away.

Lo! the angelic bands
In full assembly meet,
To wait his high commands,
And worship at his feet;
Joyful they come,

And wing their way
From realms of day
To Jesus' tomb.

Then back to heav'n they fly,
The joyful news to bear:

One day amidst the place
Where my dear God hath been,
Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Of pleasurable sin.

My willing soul would stay.
In such a frame as this,
And sit and sing herself away
To everlasting bliss.

NAMES, PERFECTIONS, PRAYER,

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LOVE, AND PRAISE, TO

CHRIST.

95. Christ our Wisdom, &c.

Jay lo ya 1997 M0043 BURY'D in shadows of the night, wea to!" We lie 'till Christ restores the light; Wisdom descends to heal the blind, And chase the darkness of the mind.

Our guilty souls are drown'd in tears,
'Till his atoning blood appears:
Then we awake from deep distress,

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And sing, The Lord our righteousness!"

Our

very frame is mix'd with sin:
His Spirit makes our nature clean!
Such virtues from his suff'rings flow,
At once to cleanse and pardon too.

Jesus beholds where Satan reigns,
Binding his slaves in heavy chains:
He sets the pris'ners free, and breaks
The iron bondage from our necks.

Poor helpless worms in thee possess
Grace, wisdom, pow'r, and righteousness;
Thou art our mighty all, and we
Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee.

96. Christ All in All.

HOLY Jesus, lovely Lamb,
Thine, and only thine, I am;
Take my body, spirit, soul,
Only thou possess the whole.

Thou my one thing needful be,
Let me ever cleave to thee;
Let me choose the better part,
Let me give thee all my heart.

Fairer than the sons of men,
Do not let me turn again,

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