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JESUS lives! no longer now

Can thy terrors, Death, appal me; Jesus lives! by this I know,

From the grave He will recall me. Brighter scenes will then commence; This shall be my confidence.

2 Jesus lives! to Him the throne High o'er heaven and earth is given: I shall go where He is gone,

Live and reign with Him in heaven. God is pledged; weak doubtings, hence! This shall be my confidence.

3 Jesus lives! for me He died, Hence will I, to Jesus living, Pure in heart and act abide,

HASTINGS C. L. M.

Praise to Him and glory giving. Freely God doth aid dispense; This shall be my confidence.

4 Jesus lives! I know full well,
Naught from me His love shall sever;
Life, nor death, nor powers of hell,

Part me now from Christ for ever.
God will be a sure defence:
This shall be my confidence.

5 Jesus lives! henceforth is death
But the gate of life immortal;
This shall calm my trembling breath,
When I pass its gloomy portal.
Faith shall cry, as fails each sense,
"Lord, Thou art my confidence!"

Christian F. Gellert 1757 Tr. by Frances Elizabeth Cox 1841, 1864

T. Hastings

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AWAKE, glad soul! awake, awake!

Thy Lord hath risen long;

Go to His grave, and with thee take
Both tuneful heart and song;
Where life is waking all around,

Where love's sweet voices sing,
The first bright blossom may be found
Of an eternal spring.

2 The shade and gloom of life are fled
This resurrection day;

Henceforth in Christ are no more dead,

The grave hath no more prey: In Christ we live, in Christ we sleep, In Christ we wake and rise; And the sad tears death makes us weep, He wipes from all our eyes.

3 Then wake, glad heart! awake, awake! And seek thy risen Lord, Joy in His resurrection take

And comfort in His word:

And let thy life through all its ways
One long thanksgiving be,
Its theme of joy, its song of praise,
"Christ died and rose for me."

John Samuel Bewley Monsell 1863

284

THE morning purples all the sky,
The air with praises rings,
Defeated hell stands sullen by,

The world exulting sings:

While He, the King all strong to save,
Rends the dark doors away,
And through the breaches of the grave
Strides forth into the day.

2 Death's captive in his gloomy prison
Fast fettered He has lain;
But He has mastered death, is risen,
And death wears now the chain.
The shining angels cry, "Away

With grief; no spices bring;
Not tears, but songs, this joyful day,
Should greet the rising King!"

3 That Thou our Paschal Lamb may'st ne, And endless joy begin,

Jesus, Deliverer, set us free

From the dread death of sin. Glory to God! our glad lips cry;

All praise and worship be

On earth, in heaven, to God Most High, For Christ's great victory!

Ambrose 397 Tr. by Alexander Ramsay Thompson 1867

DEVONSHIRE C. M.

J. G. Frech

285

WELCOME, Thou Victor in the strife,
Now welcome from the cave!
To-day we triumph in Thy life
Around Thine empty grave.

2 O let Thy conquering banner wave
O'er hearts Thou makest free,
And point the path that from the grave
Leads heavenward up to Thee.
3 We bury all our sins and crime

Deep in our Saviour's tomb,

And seek the treasure there, that time
Nor change can e'er consume.

4 We die with Thee: O let us live
Henceforth to Thee aright;
The blessings Thou hast died to give
Be daily in our sight.

Benjamin Schmolke 1712 Tr. by Catherine Winkworth 1855

286

YE choirs of new Jerusalem,
Your sweetest notes employ,
The Paschal victory to hymn
In strains of holy joy.

For Judah's Lion bursts His chains,
Crushing the serpent's head;

And cries aloud through death's domains,
To wake the imprisoned dead.

2 Triumphant in His glory now,
To Him all power is given;
To Him in one communion bow
All saints in earth and heaven.
While we, His soldiers, praise our King,
His mercy we implore,

Within His palace bright to bring
And keep us evermore.

Fulbert 1020 Tr. by Robert Campbell 1850

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