HYMN XLIV. Sevens. The Resurrection and Ascension, I. ANGELS, roll the rock away, Death, yield up the mighty prey: See he rises from the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. Hallelujah. 11. 'Tis the Saviour, angels raise III. Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes, Hal. Up to waiting worlds on high. Iv. Heaven displays her portals wide, V. Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs, VI. Every note with wonder swell, Hal. Hal. Hal. Hal. HYMN XLV. L. M. Christ's Ascension. I. UR LORD is risen from the dead, Οι Our JESUS is gone up on high; The powers of hell are captive led, II. There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay: "Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! "Ye everlasting doors, give way!". III. Loose all your bars of massy light, IV. "Who is the King of Glory, who?" V.. Lo! his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay, "Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates'; "Ye everlasting doors, give way!" VI. "Who is the King of Glory, who?' The LORD of boundless power possest, The King of saints and angels too, HYMN XLVI. L. M. WHAT I. HAT is our GOD, or what his name, Nor men can learn, nor angels teach; He dwells conceal'd in radiant flame, Where neither eyes nor thoughts can reach, II. The spacious worlds of heav'nly light, Compar'd with him, how short they fall? They are too dark, and he too bright, Nothing are they, and GoD is all. III. He spoke the wond'rous word, and lo, Whirlwinds and Seas their limits know, IV. There rests the earth, there roll the spheres, V. The tide of creatures ebbs and flows, VI. Then fly, my song, an endless round, HYMN XLVII. C. M. I. ARISE, my slumb'ring soul arise, And see the mighty GoD, Aside he throws, majestic robes II. See HIM who heav'n's high arches spread III. Here wonders in fresh wonders meet, Angels in songs divine unite, IV. The heav'nly choir, inspired with joy ་ V. All glory to our GoD on high, And heav'nly peace on earth: Good will to men, to angels joy, At the great Saviour's birth!" VI. A star the eastern sages led To see their new-born king, They own'd his pow'r, confess'd hi mGoD, And did their off'rings bring. VII. Let Greeks deride, and Jews blaspheme, VIII. With grateful hymns we'll sing the praise, 1x. To celebrate the heav'nly birth Let air, and seas, and heav'n and earth, HYMN XLVIII. L. M. Jesus the only Saviour. I. DAM, our father and our head, The fiery law speaks all despair, II. Call a bright council in the skies; "Seraphs, the mighty and the wise, "Say, what expedient can you give, "That sin be damn'd, and sinners live? III. "Speak, are you strong to bear the load, "The weighty vengeance of a GOD? |