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The Lord is risen indeed :

Then death has lost his prey,

With him is risen the ransomed seed,

To reign in endless day.

The Lord is risen indeed:
Attending angels hear;
Up to the courts of heaven, with speed,
The joyful tidings bear.

Then take your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord; Join all the bright celestial choirs, To sing our risen Lord.



"Then the same day at evening, being the first day of the week, when the doors were shut where the disciples were assembled for fear of the Jews, came Jesus and stood in the midst, and saith unto them; 'Peace be unto you.'"John xx. 19.

THE evening of that day, which saw the Lord Rise from the chambers of the dead was come. His faithful followers, assembled, sang

A hymn, low-breathed; a hymn of sorrow, blent With hope; when, in the midst, sudden he stood

The awe-struck circle backward shrink; he looks
Around with a benignant smile of love,
And says, "Peace be unto you :" faith and joy
Spread o'er each face, amazed, as when the moon,
Pavilioned in dark clouds, mildly comes forth,
Silvering a circlet in the fleecy ranks.

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"Peter, seeing him, saith to Jesus; Lord, and what shall this man do?' Jesus saith unto him, ' If I will that he tarry till I come, what is that to thee? follow thou me.'"-John xxi. 21, 22.

'LORD, and what shall this man do?"
Ask'st thou, Christian, for thy friend?
If his love for Christ be true,

Christ hath told thee of his end: This is he whom God approves, This is he whom Jesus loves.


Ask not of him more than this,

Leave it in his Saviour's breast,
Whether, early call'd to bliss,

He in youth shall find his rest,
Or armed in his station wait
Till his Lord be at the gate:


Whether in his lonely course
Lonely, not forlorn he stay.
Or with Love's supporting force
Cheat the toil and cheer the way:
Leave it all in His high hand,
Who doth hearts as streams command.

Gales from heaven, if so He will,
Sweeter melodies can wake
On the lonely mountain rill

Than the meeting waters make.
Who hath the Father and the Son,
May be left, but not alone.

Sick or healthful,- slave or free,
Wealthy, or despis'd and poor-
What is that to him or thee,

So his love to Christ endure?
When the shore is won at last,
Who will count the billows past?

Only, since our souls will shrink

At the touch of natural grief, When our earthly lov'd ones sink,

Lend us, Lord, thy sure relief; Patient hearts, their pain to see, And the grace, to follow Thee.



Hail to the Lord's anointed!
Great David's greater son;
Hail, in the time appointed,

His reign on earth begun.
He comes to break oppression,
To set the captive free;
To take away transgression,
And rule in equity.

He shall come down, like showers, Upon the fruitful earth,

And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth. Before him, on the mountains,

Shall peace the herald go; And righteousness in fountains. From hill to valley flow.

For him shall prayer unceasing,
And daily vows, ascend;
His kingdom still increasing,
A kingdom without end.

The mountain dews shall nourish
A seed in weakness sown,
Whose fruit shall spread and flourish,
And shake like Lebanon.

O'er every foe victorious,

He on his throne shall rest,
From age to age more glorious,
All blessing and all-blest.
The tide of time shall never

His covenant remove;
His name shall stand forever;
That name to us is LOVE.

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