e 3 Master, (may we ever say,)
Taken from the world away,
See thy faithful servants, see,
Ever gazing up to thee.
Grant, though parted from our sight,
-High above yon azure height,-

Grant our souls may thither rise-
Following thee beyond the skies.
o 4 Ever upward let us move,

Wafted on the wings of love;
Looking when our Lord shall come-
Looking for a happier home.
• There we shall with thee remain,
Partners of thy endless reign;
There thy face unclouded see-
Find a heaven of heavens in thee.

HYMN 23. L. M. Oporto. [*]

CHRIST'S Death, Resurrection, and Ascension. ii. 32-36.

And echo, to the heavenly plains,
The triumphs of your Saviour King.
2 In songs of grateful rapture tell,
How he subdued your potent foes;
Subdued the powers of death and hell,
And, dying, finished all your woes:
3 Then to his glorious throne on high,
Returned; while hymning angels round,
Through the bright arches of the sky,
The God, the conquering God, resound.
4 Almighty love, victorious power!
Not angel tongues can e'er display
The wonders of that dreadful hour-
The joys of that illustrious day.

1 OME, tune, ye saints, your noblest strains, sing;

5 Then well may mortals try in vain,
In vain their feeble voices raise;
Yet Jesus hears the humble strain,
And kindly owns our wish to praise.
6 Dear Saviour, let thy wondrous grace
Fill every heart, and every tongue;
Till the full glories of thy face
Inspire a sweeter, nobler song.

Acts

STEELL.

HYMN 24. 7s. Redeeming Love. [*] CHRIST'S Resurrection and Ascension. Matt. xxviii. 2 d 1 NGELS, roll the rock away!

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s See, the Saviour quits the tomb-
Glowing with immortal bloom.
u 2 Shout, ye seraphs; Gabriel, raise
Thine eternal trump of praise;
-Let the earth's remotest bound
Echo to the blissful sound.

o 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes;
See the Conqueror mount the skies;
Troops of angels on the road,
Hail and sing th' incarnate God.
g 4 Heaven unfolds her portals wide-
Glorious Hero, through them ride;
King of glory, mount thy throne;
Boundless empire is thine own.
85 Praise him, ye celestial choirs,
Praise, and sweep your golden lyres;
Praise him in the noblest songs,
From ten thousand thousand tongues.
-6 Let Emmanuel be adored-
d Ransom, Mediator, Lord;
o To creation's utmost bound,
Let th' immortal praise resound.

GIBBONS.

HYMN 25. 8, 7, & 4. Tamworth. [*]

Praise to the REDEEMER.

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TIGHTY God, while angels bless thee,
May an infant lisp thy name?
-Lord of man, as well as angels,
Thou art every creature's theme.
Hallelujah.

1

Hallelujah, hallelujah. Amer

-2 Lord of every land and nation, Ancient of eternal days!

o Sounded through the wide creation, Be thy just, exalted praise.

g 3 For the grandeur of thy natureGrand beyond a seraph's thoughtFor created works of power,

Works with skill and kindness wrought.

Hal.

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4 For thy providence that governs, Through thine empire's wide domain ; e Wings an angel-guides a sparrowBlessed be thy gentle reign.

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e 5 But thy rich, thy free redemption,
Dark through brightness all along!
e Thought is poor, and poor expression;
a Who dare sing that awful song?
-6 Brightness of the Father's glory,
Shall thy praise unuttered lie?
d Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence!
Sing the Lord, who came to die.
e 7 Did archangels sing thy coming?
Did the shepherds learn their lays?
-Shame would cover me, ungrateful,

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Should my tongue refuse to praise. 8 From the highest throne in glory, To the cross of deepest woeAll to ransom guilty captives! Flow, my praise, forever flow. o 9 Go, return, immortal Saviour; Leave thy footstool, take thy throne: g Thence return, and reign forever; Be the kingdom all thine own. Hallelujah, &c.

2 Crown him, ye morning stars of light,
Who fixed this floating ball;

Now hail the strength of Israel's might,
And crown him-Lord of all.

3 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.

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-4 Hail him, ye heirs of David's line, Whom David, Lord, did call:

The God incarnate! Man Divine'

And crown him-Lord of all.

Hal.

Hal.

ROBINSON.

HYMN 26. C. M. Marlborough. [*]

Coronation of Christ. Cant. iii. 11.

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LL hail the power of Jesus' name'
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him-Lord of all.

Hal.

Hal.

Hal.

-5 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him-Lord of all.

0

e 6 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
-Go spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him-Lord of all.

0

7 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, g To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him-Lord of all.

HYMN 27. 6 & 4.

Jesus is King. Rev. xiv. 3.

0

-2 Proclaim abroad his name, Tell of his matchless fameWhat wonders done;

1LET us awake our joys,

Strike up with cheerful voice-
Each creature, sing;
Angels-begin the song,
Mortals-the strains prolong,
In accents sweet and strong,-
"Jesus is King."

Trinity. [*]

Shout through hell's dark profound,
Let the whole earth resound,

Till the high heavens rebound"The victory's won."

-3 He vanquished sin and hell, And the last foe will quell; Mourners, rejoice!

His dying love adore:

o Praise him now raised in power,
And triumph evermore,
With a glad voice.

• 4 All hail the glorious day,
When through the heavenly way,
Lo, he shall come!

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e While they who pierced him wail His promise shall not fail;

o Saints, see your King prevail;

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Come, dear Lord, come!

DUMAN.

KINGSBURY

HYMN 28. H. M. Triumph. [*]

The Kingdom of Christ. Phil. iv. 4.
EJOICE-the Lord is King!
and King

Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore :
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.
2 Rejoice-the Saviour reigns!

The God of truth and love;
When he had purged our stains,

He took his seat above:
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.
-3 His kingdom cannot fail;

He rules air, earth, and heaven:
The keys of death and hell
Are to our Jesus given:

o Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.
-5 He all his foes shall quell,

Shall all our sins destroy, And every bosom swell,

With pure seraphic joy; o Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.

o 6 Rejoice in glorious hope,
Jesus the Judge shall come-
And take his servants up
To their eternal home:

g We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice: The trump of God shall sound-rejoice!

RIPPCN.

HYMN 29. C. M. Swanwick. [*]
Glories of God in Redemption. Isai. xliv. 23.
ATHER-how wide thy glory shines!

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• Known through the earth by thousand signs By thousands through the skies.

d 2 But when we view thy strange design, To save rebellious worms;

p Where vengeance and compassion join, In their divinest forms;