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4 Who is the King of glory, who?-
The Lord that all our foes o'ercame,
The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew;
And Jesus is the Conqueror's name.
5 Lo, His triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay:-
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates!
Ye everlasting doors, give way!

6 Who is the King of glory, who?-
The Lord of boundless power possest;
The King of saints, and angels too!
God over all, for ever blest!


175 He ever liveth to make intercession

for them.-Heb. 7, 25.

1 Hall His native skies!
AIL the day that sees Him rise

Christ, awhile to mortals given,
Enters now the gates of heaven.
2 There the glorious triumph waits:
Lift your heads, eternal gates!

Christ hath vanquished death and sin:
Take the King of glory in.

3 Highest heaven its Lord receives;
Yet He loves the earth He leaves;
Though returning to His throne,
Still He calls mankind His own.
Still for us He intercedes;
His prevailing death He pleads;
Near Himself prepares our place;
Great Forerunner of our race.

5 What though parted from our sight,
Far above yon starry height;
May our warm affections rise,
Following Him beyond the skies.


176 A great high priest, that is passed



into the heavens.-Heb. 4, 14.

HE atoning work is done,
The victim's blood is shed,

And Jesus now is gone

His people's cause to plead:

He stands in heaven their great High


And bears their names upon His breast.

2 No temple made with hands

His place of service is;
In heaven itself He stands,
A heavenly priesthood His:
In Him the shadows of the law

Are all fulfilled, and now withdraw. 3 And though awhile He be

Hid from the eyes of men,
His people look to see

great High Priest again; In brightest glory He will come, And take His waiting people home. 177 Behold, I am alive for evermore.

Rev. , 18 1 JESUS lives. no longer now

Can thy terrors, Death, appal us; Jesus lives! and this we know, Thou, O Grave, canst not enthral us. 2 Jesus lives! henceforth is death But the gate of Life immortal;

This shall calm our trembling breath,
When we pass its gloomy portal,
3 Jesus lives! for us He died:
Then, alone to Jesus living,

Pure in heart may we abide,
Glory to our Saviour giving.

Jesus lives! our hearts know well,
Nought from us His love shall sever;

Lite, nor death, nor powers of hell,
Tear us from His keeping ever.

Jesus lives! to Him the throne
Over all the world is given:

May we go where He is gone,
Rest and reign with Him in heaven.

78. The man, Christ Jesus.-) Tim. 2, 3. 1 CHRIS

HRIST to heaven is gone before

In the body here He wore;
He that as our Brother died,

Is our Brother glorified.
2 All the angels wondering own

Tis our nature on the throne;
“How He loved them! Behold!”
Trembles on the harps of gold.


3 Fear not, ye of little faith,
For He hath abolished death;
Death, no longer now we die,
We but follow Christ on high.
4 And before each fainting one,
Dreading the dark way alone,
Now appear His footsteps bright,
Far diffusing holiest light.

5 As our Shepherd He is there,
With the comfort of His care;
Fear no evil, doubt no more,
Christ to heaven is gone before.


179 The power of His resurrection.

Phil. 3, 10.

1 JESUS, my Redeemer, lives,

Christ, my trust, is dead no more; In the strength this knowledge gives, Shall not all my fears be o'er?

Calm, though death's long night be fraught

Still with many an anxious thought.
2 Jesus, my Redeemer, lives,
And His life I yet shall see;
Bright the hope this promise gives,
Where He is too shall be ;
Shall I fear then? can the Head
Rise and leave the members dead?

3 Close to Him my soul is bound,
In the bonds of death enclasped;
Faith's strong hand this hold hath found,
And the Rock hath firmly grasped;
Death shall ne'er my soul remove
From its refuge in Thy love.


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-Rev. 1, 18.

I show me not my Saviour dying,
As on the cross He bled;

Nor in the tomb a captive lying,

For He has left the dead.

Then bid me not that form extended For my Redeemer own,

Who, to the highest heavens ascended, In glory fills the throne,

2 Weep not for Him at Calvary's station; Weep only for thy sins,

View where йe lay with exultation;
Tis there our hope begins.

Yet stay not there, thy sorrows feeding,
Amid the scenes He trod;
Look up and see Him interceding
At the right hand of God.

3 Still in the shameful cross I glory,
Where His dear blood was spilt;
For there the Great Propitiatory
Abolished all my guilt.

Yet what, mid conflict and temptation.
Shall strength and succour give?
He lives, the Captain of Salvation;
Therefore His servants live.

4 By death, He death's dark king defeated,
And overcame the grave;
Rising, the triumph He completed;
He lives, He reigns to save.

Heaven's happy myriads bow before

He comes, the Judge of men;
These eyes shall see Him and adore

Lord Jesus! own me then.


181 The Lord is among them, as in


Sinai, in the holy place.-Ps. 68, 17. ORD,whenThoudidst ascend on high, Ten Thousand angels filled the sky Those heavenlyguards around Theewait. Like chariots that attend Thy state. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious when the Lord was there; While He pronounced His dreadful law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, When the rebellious powers of hell, That countless souls had captive made. Were all in chains, like captives, led. Raised by His Father to the throne, He sent the promised Spirit down, With gifts and grace for rebel men, That God might dwell on earth again.


182 God is gone up with a shout.-Ps.

47, 5.

10 FOR a shout of sacred joy,
To God the sovereign King!
Let every land its tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.
2 Jesus our God ascends on high;
His heavenly guards around
Attend Him rising through the sky,
With trumpets' joyful sound.

3 While angels shout and praise their
Let mortals learn their strains; [King,
Let all the earth His honours sing;
O'er all the earth He reigns.

4 Rehearse His praise with awe profound,
Let knowledge lead the song;
Nor mock Him with a solemn sound
Upon a thoughtless tongue.

5 In Israel stood His ancient throne;
He loved that chosen race;
But now He calls the world His own,
And heathens taste His grace.




183 The Lord Jesus shall be revealed

from heaven.-2 Thess. 1, 7.

1 THE Lord shall come! the earth shall quake;

The mountains to their centre shake; And, withering from the vault of night, The stars shall pale their feeble light.

2 The Lord shall come! but not the same As once in lowliness He came:

A silent Lamb before His foes,
A weary man, and full of woes.

3 The Lord shall come! a dreadful form, With rainbow wreath and robes of storm,

On cherub wings, and wings of wind;
Appointed Judge of all mankind.

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