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LIFT up, lift up your voices now,
The whole wide world rejoices now;
The Lord hath triumphed gloriously,
The Lord shall reign victoriously.

In vain with stone the cave they barred,
In vain the watch kept ward and guard :
Majestic from the spoilèd tomb

In pomp

of triumph Christ is come.

He binds in chains the ancient foe,
A countless host He frees from woe;
And heaven's high portal open flies,
For Christ has risen, and man shall rise.

And all He did, and all He bare,
He gives us as our own to share ;
And hope and joy and peace begin,

For Christ has won, and man shall win.

O Victor, aid us in the fight,

And lead through death to realms of light;
We safely pass where Thou hast trod,
In Thee we die, to rise to God.

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WHEN two friends on Easter-Day
To Emmaus bent their way,

On that Paschal eventide

Christ was walking at their side.
Then their hearts within them glowed
When Himself to them He showed
In the Scriptures as a King
Glorified by suffering.

So Thy presence, Lord, we feel
When we at Thy Table kneel;
When we feed upon Thee there,
We too at Emmaus are,
Then our eyes are opened
In the breaking of the bread;
Faith Thee ever present sees
In Thy holy mysteries.

Though not kenned by carnal eye,
Yet we know Thee ever nigh;
Though Thou art much further gone,
Even to Thy heavenly throne,
Yet we, Lord, behold Thy face
Ever in Thy means of grace;
There Thou walkest by our side,
There Thou with us dost abide.

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GOD, by Whom the seed is given,
By Whom the harvest blest;

Whose word, like manna showered from heaven,
Is planted in our breast;

Preserve it from the passing feet,

And plunderers of the air,
The sultry sun's intenser heat,
And weeds of worldly care.

Though buried deep, or thinly strown,
Do Thou Thy grace supply:
The hope in earthly furrows sown
Shall ripen in the sky.

THE eternal gates lift up their heads,

The doors are opened wide;

The King of glory is gone up

Unto His Father's side.

Thou art gone in before us, Lord,
Thou hast prepared a place,
That we may be where now Thou art,
And look upon Thy face.

And ever on our earthly path
A gleam of glory lies;

A light still breaks behind the cloud
That veils Thee from our eyes.

Lift up our hearts, lift up our minds,
And let Thy grace be given,
That, while we linger yet below,

Our treasure be in heaven:

That, where Thou art at God's right hand,

Our hope, our love, may be;

Dwell in us now, that we may
For evermore in Thee.

dwell

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7HERE high the heavenly temple stands,
The house of God not made with hands,
A great High Priest our nature wears,
Jesus, the Son of Man, appears.

He, Who for men their surety stood,
And poured on earth His precious blood,
Now high exalted for us pleads,
And with His Father intercedes.

He knows--for He hath borne the same-
The wants and frailty of our frame ;
And, though ascended up on high,
Still bends on earth a pitying eye.

Saviour, with boldness to Thy throne
We come to make our sorrows known;

For mercy and for grace we plead,
To help us in the hour of need.

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ROWN Him with crowns of gold, 'All nations great and small;

Crown Him, ye martyred saints of old,

The Lamb once slain for all :
The Lamb once slain for them
Who bring their praises now,

As jewels in the diadem

That girds His sacred brow.