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King of glory, mount thy throne,
Boundless empire is thine own.
Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ;
From ten thousand, thousand tongues, 6 Ev'ry note to rapture swell :
Sing the pow'rs of death and hell :
Each the wreck eternal feels,
Ransom, mediator, Lord;
Hymn 27. L. M.
[Tune, Cheshunt-Lock Hos.] Christ's Ascension. Psalm xxiv, 7.10. 1 Our Lord is risen from the dead;
Our Jesus is gone up on high;
Dragg’d to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay :
“ Ye everlasting doors give way!" 3 Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the radiant scene;
Receive the king of glory in.
The Lord, that all his foes o'ercame; The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew,
And Jesus is the conqu’rors name. 5 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay;
“ Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates,
“Ye everlasting doors give way!" 6 “Who is the king of glory, who ?"
The Lord of boundless pow'r possest,
Hymn 28. C. M. double.
Rejoicing in Hope of Future Glory. 1 And let this feeble body fail,
And let it faint or die ;
And soar to worlds on high :
And find its long.sought rest;
In the Redeemer's breast.
I now the cross sustain ;
And smile at toil and pain :
Till my deliv'rer come;
And take his exile home.
Before my ravish'd eyes,
And trees of paradise !
Who taste the pleasures there!
And conqu’ring palms they bear. 4 0, what are all my suff'rings here,
If, Lord, thou count me meet,
And worship at thy feet!
Give joy or grief, give ease or pain,
Take life or friends away: But let me find them all again
In that eternal day.
Hymn 29. S. M. double.
Attend the trumpet's sound;
The pow'rs of hell surround:
Your arms and hearts prepare:
Go forth to glorious war! 2 See on the mountain top,
The standard of our God!
To all the nations call :
He bore the cross for all.
Your Captain's footsteps sce;
To certain victory:
He ever reigns the same :
Are all in Jesus' name.
; In faith your foes assail : Ņot wrestling against flesh and blood,
But all the pow'rs of hell:
From thrones of glory driv'u,
And rule the lower world.
Hymn 30. S. M. double.
Christian Soldier. 1 SOLDIERS of Christ, arise, And
put your armour on,
Through his eternal Son:
Is more than conqueror.
In close and firm array ;
Throughout the evil day :
But mock their vain design,
Of righteousness divine. 3 Leave no unguarded place,
No weakness of the soul,
And fortify the whole :
To battle all proceed;
That was in Christ your head. 4 Let truth the girdle be,
That binds your armour on,
Let faith and love combine
Imputed and imprest.
Ready his will to do ;
His glory to pursue.
The gospel grace put on,
To life eternal run.
Hymn 31. L. M.
The Christian Soldier.
To boldly face the enemy;
And pass the word to all the guard. 2 Grant me the weapons of thy word,
The spirit's powerful two-edg’d sword,
And own the vict'ry won by thee.
That I may run the heav'nly way;
But live to Christ with all my heart. 4 Help me to walk in humbleness,
March in the way of holiness;
And fit to stand the grand review.
With sound of trumpet, not of drum,