EASTER DAY. No. III. ANON. THE Sun of Righteousness appears, The light which scatters all your fears, The saints, when He resign'd His breath, He breaks again the bands of Death, Alone the dreadful race He ran, He groans, He dies,-behold the Man! In vain the watch, the stone, the seal, He breaks the gates of death and hell, And open FIRST SUNDAY AFTER EASTER. LOGAN. BEHOLD the Mountain of the Lord Shall tower above the meaner hills, To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues shall flow: The beam that shines on Sion hill The King that reigns in Sion's towers No strife shall vex Messiah's reign, To ploughshares shall they beat their swords, No longer host encountering host And study war no more. Come then, oh come from every land, To worship at His shrine; And walking in the light of God, With holy beauty shine. SECOND SUNDAY AFTER EASTER. No. I. PSALM XXIII.-OLD VERSION. My Shepherd is the living Lord, In pastures fair, near pleasant streams, He shall convert and glad my soul, Yea, though I walk the vale of Death, Thy rod and staff they comfort me, And, in the presence of my foes, Through all my life Thy favour is So frankly shewn to me, That in Thy house for evermore ANOTHER VERSION OF THE SAME. No. II. ADDISON. THE LORD my pasture shall prepare, Though in the paths of death I tread, Though in a bare and rugged way, With sudden greens and verdure crown'd, THIRD SUNDAY AFTER EASTER. COWPER. GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, Deep in unfathomable mines He treasures up His great designs, Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take! Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, His purposes will ripen fast, The bud may have a bitter taste, Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan His works in vain ; God is His own interpreter, |