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See the Man of Sorrows now,
Crowns become the Victor's brow.
Rich the trophies Jesus brings In the seat of power enthrone Him, While the vault of heaven rings. Crown Him, crown Him: Crown the Saviour, King of kings!
p Sinners in derision crowned Him, Mocking thus the Saviour's claim;
f Saints and angels crowd around Him,
Own His title, praise His Name.
f Hark, those bursts of acclamation!
Jesus takes the highest station :
f O THE delights, the heavenly joys, The glories of the place
Where Jesus sheds the brightest
The cross He bore is life and health, Though shame and death to Him; [wealth, f His people's hope, His people's Their everlasting theme.
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mf Sweet majesty and awful love
ƒ Look, ye saints, the sight is dim At humble distance bow.
Of His o'erflowing grace.
Archangels sound His lofty praise
Through every heavenly street, And lay their highest honours down
dim Submissive at His feet.
p His head, the dear majestic head, That cruel thorns did wound, f See what immortal glories shine, And circle it around.
This is the Man, th' exalted Man,
ff But when our eyes behold His face, Our hearts shall love Him more. I. Watts.
mf HAIL, Thou once despisèd Jesus, Hail, Thou Galilean King! Thou didst suffer to release us,
Thou didst free salvation bring: p Hail, Thou agonizing Saviour,
Bearer of our sin and shame; cres By Thy merits we find favour;
Life is given through Thy Name! mf Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins were on Thee laid; cres By Almighty Love anointed,
Thou hast full atonement made: f All Thy people are forgiven
Through the virtue of Thy blood; Opened is the gate of heaven; [God.
Peace is made 'twixt man and
f Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide ;
All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, Seated at Thy Father's side. cresThere for sinners Thou art plead[pare; There Thou dost our place preEver for us interceding,
Till in glory we appear.
18. HIS SECOND ADVENT AND JUDGMENT.
176 L.M., with refrain. mf O COME, O come, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel, p That mourns in lonely exile here, Until the Son of God appear. #Rejoice, rejoice: Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel. [mpo come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free Thine own from Satan's tyranny; From depths of hell Thy people [grave. cresAnd give them victory o'er the ff Rejoice, rejoice: Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel.] mf O come. Thou Day-spring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here; Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
From our fears and sins release us; Let us find our rest in Thee. f Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the earth Thou art : Dear desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart. cres Born Thy people to deliver;
Born a child, and yet a King ;
mf By Thine own Eternal Spirit,
And death's dark shadows put to ff Rejoice, rejoice: Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel.
mf But when He cometh back once [throne; There shall be set the great white cres And earth and heaven shall flee before
The face of Him that sits thereon. mp O Son of God, in glory crowned, The Judge ordained of quick and dead;
O Son of Man, so pitying found For all the tears Thy people shed. mp Be with us in that awful hour,
And by Thy crown and by Thy grave,
By all Thy love, and all Thy power, cres In that great day of judgment save. C. Frances Alexander.
f Lo! He comes with clouds descending,
Once for favoured sinners slain : Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumph of His train : Hallelujah!
God appears, on earth to reign! mp Every eye shall now behold Him, Robed in dreadful majesty ; p Those who set at nought and sold Him, [tree, Pierced and nailed Him to the Deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. mp Every island, sea, and mountain, Heaven and earth shall flee away; p All who hate Him must, confounded,
Hear the trump proclaim the
And sighs are unavailing: p The day of grace is past and gone, Trembling they stand before His
mp O quickly come, true Life of all;
All unprepared to meet Him.
creso quickly come: for grief and pain mf Great God, what do I see and hear? The end of things created:
Can never cloud Thy glorious reign.