T. 45

Now my

7 Meanwhile I'll love and thank with

124.* out cessation Thee, my Redeemer, who my soul O Deepest grief,—which the relief hast bought,

Of mankind hath procured! And me a wand'ring sheep in mercy God's beloved only Son sought!

In a tomb was buried. Accept my tears, my pray'r and adoration;

2 Ye sons of men,--this doleful plan To thee my life, my all I now resign Was laid by your transgression; In lịfe and death; O keep me ever What Christ suffer'd for your guilt thine!

Is beyond expression.
T. 208.

3 The Lamb of Godshed all his

blood, Now while I, like Mary,

Which flow'd upon the mountain ; My best spices carry

This for all iniquity
Saviour's tomb;

Is an open fountain,
I'll behold his body
* Mangled, pale, and bloody;

4 O Prince of Peace,-thou Source of sabbath's come,


And Author of salvation !
But, alas ;-what spices has
My poor heart, save tears and crying, Thy unbounded love demands
Heart-felt throbs and sighing !

Humble adoration, 2 Lo! methinks his body,

5 How blest he is-who weigheth this, There stretch'd out already,

That God became his Saviour, Lifeless I behold:

To bestow eternal life
Yes, I view him yonder,

Upon him for ever!
And astonish'd ponder
O'er him dead and cold,

6 O Jesus blest!--my heart's true rest,

Be thou Deep and wide--I see his side,


soul's desire, Livid wounds on ev'ry member

Till I too can in


tomb I see without number.

From this world retire. 3 Back, the scourges ploughed ! Side, whence blood-streams flowed !

Hands, and feet, and head!
Lips, o'er which death hover'd,

SLAUGHTER'D Lamb, :fl:
Now with paleness cover'd !
Cheeks, whose color's fled !

My Redeemer! while I view
Bruised face-still full of grace!

Thee by faith, I'm lost in wonder; On this scene I

Grateful tears my cheeks bedew: ashamed, gaze

Blessed Saviour, when I ponder Weep whene'er 'tis named.

On the cause of all thy grief & smart, 4 Lamb of God, my Saviour,


my Thou shalt be for ever My most fav’rite theme:

2 Holy Lord, :11: And for thy atonement,

By thy body giv'n to death, Might I ev'ry moment

Mortify my sinful nature Praise thy saving name:

Till I yield my dying breath. Constantly-thy passion be,

Ah, protect thy feeble creature, Till my final consummation,

Till I shall in heav'n for ever be, My heart's meditation.

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T. 205.
my soul, go ev'ry day,

RESTING in the silent grave,
To the tomb where Jesus lay;
Be members with him dead,

Spent with torment, pangs and cries, my Be his sepulchre my bed.

See the Lord God, strong to save!

Him, whose thunders shake the skies! 2 Boldest foes dare never come, 'Twas for me he groan'd, he bled, Near my

Saviour's sacred tomb; And was number'd with the dead; Evil never can molest

Sacred body, with amaze, Those who near his body rest. Thankfully on thee I gaze.


T. 519.


T. 185.
WHEN I visit Jesus' grave in spirit,
It is never done in vain ;

MOST holy Lord and God!
Since'tis only from his death and merit Holy, almighty God!

I can life and strength obtain : Holy and most merciful Saviour !
Jesus' cross, his last hours in his passion, Thoo eternal God!
Jesus'stripes,his woundsand expiration, Grant that we may never
Jesus' body and his blood

Lose the comforts from thy death! Shall remain my highest good.

Have mercy, O Lord !

VI. Of the Resurrection of Christ from the Grave.


T. 132.

4 How great and wondrous was the Christ Jesus was to death abas'd

Life was by death assailed! (strife, Because of our transgression;

But Jesus Christ, the Prince of life,

O'er sin and death prevailed; But now for us, by being rais’d,

He triumph'd over them in death, Hath gain'd life and salvation. 'Tis i his should prompt us to rejoice,

And we are conqu’rors too by faith

In Christ our risen Saviour.
To praise the Lord with heart and voice,
In singing Hallelujah!

5 He is the blessed Paschal Lamb, 2 By none of all the human race By God himself appointed:

Could death and hell be foiled ; The prophets all aloud proclaim Sin render'd all men weak and base, That he is the Anointed.

All ruin'd were and spoiled; If on our hearts his blood appear, Death having enter'd by the fall, We're freed from death's enslaving fear, Bore sway and was entail'd on all; Subdu'd is that destroyer.

All sinners are by nature. 3 But Jesus Christ, the Son of God, 6 This is the day the Lord hath made

In love and great compassion, To lively hopes to raise us : To free us from sin's galling load, Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, Appear'd in human fashion :

And join to sing his praises : He hath destroy'd sin's pow'r & claim, For Christ, our everlasting light, And left death nothing but the name; Dispels the clouds of sin's dark night, Its sting can't hurt believers. And all the pow'rs of darkness.



T. 590.

7 The bread of life we eat in faith 6 His resurrection's pow'r divine, Is Jesus Christ our Saviour,

By grace on us bestow'd, Who conquer'd Satan, sin, and death, Renews us, that we dead to sin, And liveth now and ever:

May live alone to God:
Our souls desire no other food, Thus we, supported by his might,
But our Redeemer's flesh and blood, From strength to strength proceed;
Which gives us life eternal. And, walking in his truth and light,

Praise him in word and deed.
T. 590.

7 In all we do, constrain’d by love, SING Hallelujah, Christ doth live, We'll joy to him afford,

And to God's will obedient prove And peace on earth restore !

Thro' Jesus Christ our Lord. Come, ransom’d souls, and glory give,

Sing, worship and adore ! Sing Hallelujah! and adore With grateful hearts to him we pay

On earth the Lamb once slain,

Till we in heav'n shall evermore
Our thanks in humble wise :
Who ought unto our charge can lay?

Exalt his name, Amen! 'Tis God that justifies.

132. 2 Who can condemn? since Christ was BELIEVING souls, rejoice and sing, And ever lives to God; [dead,

Your risen Saviour see, Now our whole debt is fully paid,

And say, “O death, where is thy sting? He saves us by his blood. The ransom'd hosts in earth and heav'n He dy'd your guilty souls to save ;

O grave, thy victory ?” Thro' countless choirs proclaim « He hath redeem'd us ; praise be giv'n Was bury'd in the gloomy grave,

And, dying, conquer'd death; To God and to the Lamb !"

But re-assum'd his breath. 3 God rais’d him up, when he for all 2 Rejoice, your conqu’ring Saviour Had freely tasted death,

He lives, to die no more; [lives, And thus redeem'd us from the fall; And life eternal freely gives, On this we ground our faith.

Since he our sorrows bore, For God thereby his sacrifice

To all who their lost state bewail; Declar'd, unto his praise,

For Jesus' precious blood An all-sufficient ransom- n-price

Doth for each contrite soul prevail For Adam's fallen race.

Before the throne of God. 4 The God of peace to guilty, man 3 Sing praises to our risen Lord; Doth pard’ning grace afford,

Life, immortality, Since from the dead he brought again And lasting bliss are now restor'd Our Shepherd, Head, and Lord;


you That Shepherd who so freely shed Believe the wondrous deed, my soul, His blood for sinners poor ;

Adore his saving name; Who dy'd, but now is ris'n indeed, Rejoice, ye saints, from pole to pole And lives for evermore.

His love and pow'r proclaim. 5 The God of mercies let us praise, 4 The Prince of life reclin'd his head, Who saveth fallen men,

Expiring on the cross; And by his pow'r which Christ did raise, But now the Lord is ris'n indeed, From death begets again

Is ris'n and lives for us. Us to a lively confidence,

Rejoice, and in the dust adore That we for Jesus' sake

The Lamb for sinners slain; Shall of that blest inheritance, He liveth now and evermore, Reserv'd for us, partake.

For evermore to reign.

For all;

and me.

T. 50.

He truly tasted death

For wretched fallen men ; REJOICE, O church, the Saviour's In bitter pangs resign'd his breath; bride,

But now is ris'n again.
All grief and mourning lay aside :
With cheerful hearts and voices sing

3 He hath himself the keys The resurrection of our King. Hal.

Of death, the grave and hell;

His is the victory and praise,
2 He, having triumph'd over death, And he rules all things well.
Now re-assumes his vital breath:

Death now no more I dread,
The angels wait with watchful eyes, But cheerful close mine eyes :
And joy to see their God arise.

Death is a sleep, the grave a bed;
3 Our gracious Saviour, Head and Lord, With Jesus I shall rise.
Hath well perform’d his promis'd word;
And now would have his churchrejoice;
He loves to hear her cheerful voice.


T. 11.
4 Let us then with the heav'nly throng GLORY unto Jesus be!
Now join in that eternal song:
Salvation to our God and King,

From the curse he set us free;
Whose death did our redemption bring.' All our guilt on him was laid,

He the ransom fully paid,
5 Blessing and praise we give to thee,
That thou from death hast set us free; 2 All his glorious work is done;
Thy resurrection from the grave

God's well pleased in his Son;
Proves clearly thou hast pow'r to save.

For he rais'd him from the dead,

Christ now reigns, the church's Head. 6 Thy blood shall wash our garments white

3 His redeem'd his praise show forth, Then we, with all the saints in light, Ever glorying in his worth; Shall joyful meet our Lord and Head, Angels sing around the throne, We know for us thy blood was shed. “ Thou art worthy, thou alone !" 7 Astonish’d, at thy footstool low, 4 Ye who love him, cease to mourn, With humble gratitude we bow: He will certainly return; Our words can never fully tell All his saints with him shall reign ; What in our thankful hearts we feel! Come, Lord Jesus, come! Amen.


T. 595•
CHRISTIANS, dismiss your fear;

Let hope and joy succeed,
The joyful news with gladness hear,

• The Lord is ris'n indeed!” The promise is fulfill'd

In Christ our only Head; Justice with mercy's reconcilid;

He lives who once was dead. 2 The Lord is ris'n again,

Who on the cross did bleed; He lives to die no more, Amen! The Lord is ris'n indeed.


136. T. 580.
JESUS, who dy'd the world to save,
Revives and rises from the

By his almighty pow'r:
From sin and death he sets us free,
He captive leads captivity,

He lives again, to die no more,
2 Children of God, look up and see
Your Saviour, cloth'd with Majesty,

Triumphant o'er the tomb:
Cease,cease to grieve,cast off your fears,
In heav'n


mansions he prepares, And soon will come to take you home. 137.*

3 His church is still his joy and crown, Find in our Saviour, day and night, He looks with love and pity down A source of comfort and delight; On her he did redeem:

Tis this makes life important. Each member of his church he knows, 4 He pardon'd me, like Magdalen, He shares their joysand feels their woes,

I love him, my Preserver!
And they shall ever reign with him. I love him, but (it gives me pain)

I love not with such fervor.
T. 22.

When Jesus I shall once behold,

I then shall feel as she of old,
REJOICE,the Lord in triumph reigns, When he to her appeared.
Breaks death and hell's infernal chains,
Retakes his life and majesty;


T, 185. Praise him to all eternity.

Saviour! 2 Behold the great accuser cast, HAIL, all hail, victorious Lord, and The hour of darkness now is past; Thou hast burst the bonds of death! No right to us can Satan claim,

Grant us, as to Mary, that great favor If we believe in Jesus' name.

To embrace thy feet in faith :

Thou hast inourstead the curseendured, 138. T. 14.

And for us eternal life procured ; ON this glad day a brighter scene

Joyful, we with one accord Of glory was display'd

Hail thee as our risen Lord. By

God th' eternal Word, than when 2 O thou matchless Source of consola. The universe was made.

tion, 2 He riseth, who mankind hath bought when a heart-enli'ning salutation

Scarce thy resting moments end With grief and pain extreme: 'Twas great to speak the world from

To thy children thou dost send; nought,

We would share thy dear disciples' 'Tis greater to redeem.

As before their risen Master kneeling;

Thus shall we, with all our heart,
T. 132.

Witness what a Friend thou art !
CHRIST, being risen from the tomb,
To Mary show'd his favor,

141. *

T. 205. And kindly called her by name; JESUS, who is always near, She, when she saw her Saviour,

To assuage

his children's grief, Directly turn'd about in haste,

Unto Thomas did appear, His feet with heart-felt joy embrac'd,

To remove his unbelief, (view, And hail'd her risen Master.

" Come," he said, “ my nail prints 2 His holy name for ever be

And my side, the spear pierc'd thro';" Adored, bless'd and praised,

Bold in faith he then avow'd: That he hath such invariably

Christ, thou art my Lord, my God!" To taste his friendship raised,

2 I would go from pole to pole As Mary Magdalen, and me,

To behold my risen Lord; Who nought can boast of, but that he But content thyself my soul, Hath pardon'd their transgressions.

Listen to thy Saviour's word: 3 How happy feels a contrite heart, They who me by faith receive,

Enjoying Christ's salvation ! Without seeing who believe, Those who have chosen Mary's part Trust my word and thereon rest, And fav'rite occupation,

They abundantly are blest.”

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