RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. HYMN 192. 7s. M. [#] Christ's Resurrection. 1 ANGELS, roll the rock away; 2 Shout, ye seraphs; Gabriel, raise 3 Heaven unfolds her portals wide; 4 Praise him, ye celestial choirs, HYMN 193. P. M. [#] Resurrection and Glory of Christ. 1 BEHOLD, the bright morning appears, His rising removes all our fears, How strong were his tears and his cries! The worth of his blood how divine! How perfect his great sacrifice, Who rose, though he suffered for sin! 2 The Head that was covered with thorns,— The Man who on Calvary died, The Man who bore scourging and scorn, And life has rewarded his pain; 3 Believing we share in his joy, By faith we partake of his rest; HYMN 194. C. M. [#] Sabbath Reflections. 1 THIS day be grateful homage paid, 2 Jesus, the Friend of human kind, 3 The powers of darkness leagued in vain To bind his soul in death; He shook their kingdom, when he fell, 4 And now his conquering chariot wheels Ascend the lofty skies; While broke, beneath the Victor's cross, Death's iron sceptre lies. 5 Exalted high at God's right hand, Through him is pardoning love dispensed, HYMN 195. C. M. [#] Lord's Day Morning. 1 AGAIN the Lord of life and light 2 O what a night was that, which wrapt O what a sun which broke this day, 3 This day be grateful homage paid, 4 Ten thousand grateful lips still join Which scatters blessings from its wings HYMN 196. C. M. [#] 1 THIS is the day the Lord hath made; 2 Hosanna to our heavenly King, Help us, O Lord; descend, and bring 3 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men 4 Hosanna in the highest strain. HYMN 197. H. M. [#] Ascension. 1 AWAKE, our drowsy souls, Shake off each slothful band; Our Sabbath songs demand. Auspicious morn, thy blissful rays 2 At his approaching dawn His dark domains confined: 3 All hail, triumphant Lord, Heaven with hosannas rings, Thy praise responsive sings ;— HYMN 198. C. M. [#] Faith in the Resurrection. 1 Lo, faith beholds the scattered shades, 2 Faith sees the Lord of glory come, 3 She hears the voice, Ye dead, arise! And waking saints, with joyful eyes, 4 How will our joy and wonder rise, Shall bear us homeward, through the skies, |