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4 'Who is the King of Glory, who?
5 Lot his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay ;-
6 'Who is the King of Glory, who ?
The Lord, of boundless pow'r possest;
C. M. Christ's Ascension and
EYOND the glitt'ring starry skies,
Far as th' eternal hills,
boundless world of light,
2 Immortal angels bright and fair,
In countless armies shine ;
To offer songs divine.
3 “Hail Prince!" they cry, "for ever hail!
« Whose unexampled love
" And royalty above."
They did his steps attend;
This scene of love would end.
His crimson sweat and gore;
As none e'er broke before.
To bear him to his throne;
“The glorious work is done.”
No more to suffer, bleed, or die;
I live with God supreme above.
My love's an everlasting store;
3 I live to hear my children's cries,
I live to wipe their weeping eyes,
I live to conquer all their foes. 4 I live to help in each distress,
I live ť enrich their souls with grace,
I live ť ensure their heav'nly crown. 5 let believing souls rejoice,
And glory in their happy choice !
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST.
HART. 1 LAMB of God, we fall before thee,
Humbly trusting in thy cross: That above be all our glory,
All things else are dung and dross, Thee we own a perfect Saviour,
Only source of all that's good : Ev'ry grace and ev'ry favour
Come to us through Jesus' blood.
2 Jesas gives us true repentance,
By his spirit sent from heav'n : Jesus whispers the sweet sentence,
“Son, thy sins are all forgiv'n." Faith he gives us to believe it;
Grateful hearts his love to prize. Want we wisdom ? he must give it:
Hearing ears, and seeing eyes.
3 Jesus gives us pure affections,
Wills to do what he requires;
And what he commands inspires,
Rightly offer'd in his pame,
He that answers is the same.
6 When we live on Jesu's merit,
Then we worship God aright;
Then we sayingly unite.-
Great or good whate'er we call;
Jesus Christ is all in all.
1 IN N Cbrist my treasure's all contain'd ;
By Him my feeble soul's sustain'd; From Him I all things do receive, Through Him my soul does daily live
2 With Him I daily love to walk,
Of Him my soul delights to talk;
3 Bless Him, my soul, from day to day;
Trust Him to bring thee on thy way ; Give Him thy poor, weak, sinful heart, With Him, O never, never part.
4 Take Him for strength and righteousness,
Make Him thy refuge in distress ;
And Him in every thing employ. 5 Praise Him in cheerful, grateful songs,
To Him your highest praise belongs ; To Him who does your heav'n prepare, And Him you'll praise for ever there.