Hymn. Death and Resurrection. HE dies! the Friend of sinners dies A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 2 Come, saints! and drop a tear or two 3 Here's love and grief beyond degree, 4 The rising GOD forsakes the tomb, And shout Him welcome to the skies! 5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 6 Say, "Live, for ever, wondrous King, "Born to redeem, and strong to save!" Then ask the monster, "Where's thy sting? "And where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?" Hymn. Resurrection of Christ. 1 YE humble souls, that seek the LORD, 2 Thus low the LORD of life was brought; 3 A moment give a loose to grief; 4 Then raise your eyes, and tune your songs, The SAVIOUR lives again: Not all the bolts and bars of death 5 High o'er th' angelic bands He rears 6 With joy like His shall ev'ry saint Then rise with His ascending LORD Hymn. Resurrection of Christ. 1 "CHRIST, the LORD, is ris'n to-day!” Sons of men and angels say; Raise your joys and triumphs high, 2 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Made like Him, like Him we rise; In our heav'nly Adam live. 4 Hail, Thou LORD of earth and heav'n! Praise to Thee by both be giv'n! Thee we greet triumphant now; Thee to know, Thy pow'r to prove; 4 Hymn. Resurrection of Christ. THE LORD is ris'n indeed! And are the tidings true? The LORD is ris'n indeed! The LORD is ris'n indeed! Then is His work perform'd: The LORD is ris'n indeed! " With Him is ris'n the ransom'd seed, The LORD is ris'n indeed! He lives to die no more; He lives the sinner's cause to plead, Whose curse and shame He bore. 6 Then swell your triumphs high'r," Praise Him by all ador'd, And join the bright celestial choir, Hymn. Resurrection of Christ improved. 1 YE faithful souls, who JESUS know, If ris'n indeed with Him ye are, Superior to the joys below, His Resurrection's pow'r declare. 2 Your faith by holy tempers prove; 4 To Him continually aspire, Contending for your native place: Hymn. Resurrection of Christ. BLEST be the everlasting GOD, The FATHER of our LORD! Be His abounding mercy prais'd, His Majesty ador'd! 2 When from the dead He rais'd His Son, And call'd Him to the sky, He gave our souls a lively hope That they should never die. M |