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REV: JOHN BLACK:

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Easter anthem.

1 SING with all the sons of glory,
Sing the resurrection song!
Death and sorrow, earth's dark story,
To the former days belong:
All around the clouds are breaking,
Soon the storms of time shall cease,
In God's likeness, man awaking,

Knows the everlasting peace. 20 what glory, far exceeding

All that eye has yet perceived! Holiest hearts for ages pleading, Never that full joy conceived. God has promised, Christ prepares it, There on high our welcome waits; Every humble spirit shares it,

Christ has passed the eternal gates. 3 Life eternal! heaven rejoices,

Jesus lives who once was dead; Join, O man, the deathless voices, Child of God, lift up thy head! Patriarchs from the distant ages,

Saints all longing for their heaven, Prophets, psalmists, seers and sages, All await the glory given.

4 Life eternal! O what wonders

Crowd on faith; what joy unknown,

When, amidst earth's closing thunders, Saints shall stand before the throne! O to enter that bright portal,

See that glowing firmament, Know, with thee, O God immortal, "Jesus Christ whom thou hast sent!

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WILLIAM J. IRONS,

Jesus, victor over death.

1 COME, ye saints, look here and wonder;
See the place where Jesus lay:
He has burst his bands asunder;
He has borne our sins away;
Joyful tidings!

Yes, the Lord has risen to-day.
2 Jesus triumphs! sing ye praises;
By his death he overcame:
Thus the Lord his glory raises,
Thus he fills his foes with shame:
Sing ye praises!

Praises to the Victor's name.

3 Jesus triumphs! countless legions
Come from heaven to meet their King;
Soon, in yonder blessed regions,
They shall join his praise to sing:

Songs eternal

Shall through heaven's high arches ring.

THOMAS KELLY,

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228 Christ, the Conqueror.
1 WELCOME, thou Victor in the strife,
Now welcome from the cave!
To-day we triumph in thy life
Around thine empty grave.

2 Our enemy is put to shame,
His short-lived triumph o'er;
Our God is with us, we exclaim,
We fear our foe no more.

3 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.

4 We bury all our sin and crime
Deep in our Saviour's tomb,

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

5 We die with thee: O let us live
Henceforth to thee aright;

The blessings thou hast died to give
Be daily in our sight.

6 Fearless we lay us in the tomb,
And sleep the night away,

If thou art there to break the gloom,
And call us back to day.

BENJAMIN SCHMOLKE, TR. BY MISS C. WINKWORTH,

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3 Now let the heavens be joyful!
Let earth her song begin!
Let the round world keep triumph,
And all that is therein!
Invisible and visible,

Their notes let all things blend,
For Christ the Lord hath risen,
Our Joy that hath no end.

JOHN OF DAMASCUS. TR. BY J, M. NEALE,

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Of the Father's Godhead true and only Son, Manhood to deliver, manhood didst put on.

4 Thou, of life the author, death didst undergo,

Tread the path of darkness, saving strength to show;

Come then, true and faithful, now fulfill thy word,

'Tis thine own third morning, rise, my buried Lord!

5 Loose the souls long-prisoned, bound with Satan's chain;

All that now is fallen raise to life again; Show thy face in brightness, bid the nations see,

Bring again our daylight; day returns with thee!

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3 Here's love and grief beyond degree'
The Lord of glory dies for man!
But lo! what sudden joys we see,
Jesus, the dead, revives again!

4 The rising God forsakes the tomb;
In vain the tomb forbids his rise;
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies.

5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high your great Deliverer reigns;
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell,
And led the monster Death in chains:

6 Say, "Live forever, wondrous King! Born to redeem, and strong to save; Then ask the monster, "Where's thy sting?" And, "Where's thy victory, boasting Grave?"

ISAAC WATTS, ALT. BY J. WESLEY,

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