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1 UR Lord is risen from the dead,
Our Jesus is gone up on high;
The powers of hell are captive led,
Dragg'd to the portals of the sky.
2 There his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay;
"Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates!
"Ye everlasting doors, give way
3 Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the radiant scene;
He claims those mansions as his right,
Receive the King of Glory in.

4 "Who is the King of Glory, who?"

The Lord that all his 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 possess'd, The King of saints and angels too, God over all, for ever bless'd!

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OME, Holy Ghost! Creator, come,
Inspire the souls of thine;

Till every heart which thou hast made
Be fill'd with grace divine.

2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift
Of God, and fire of love;
The everlasting spring of joy,
And unction from above.

3 Thy gifts are manifold, thou writ'st
God's law in each true heart;

The promise of the Father, thou
Dost heavenly speech impart.

4 Enlighten our dark souls, till they
Thy sacred love embrace;
Assist our minds, by nature frail,
With thy celestial grace.

5 Drive far from us the mortal foe,
And give us peace within,
That, by thy guidance blest, we may
Escape the snares of sin.

6 Teach us the Father to confess,
And Son, from death reviv'd,
And thee, with both, O Holy Ghost,
Who art from both deriv’d.

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YOME, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers;

Kindle a flame of sacred love

In these cold hearts of ours.

2 See how we grovel here below,
Fond of these earthly toys;
Our souls, how heavily they go,
To reach eternal joys!

3 In vain we tune our lifeless songs,
In vain we strive to rise!

Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.

4 Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.

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E'S come! let every knee be bent,
All hearts new joy resume;
Sing, ye redeem'd, with one consent,
"The Comforter is come.'

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2 What greater gift, what greater love,
Could God on man bestow?

Angels for this rejoice above,
Let man rejoice below!

3 Hail, blessed Spirit! may each soul
Thy sacred influence feel;

Do thou each sinful thought control,
And fix our wavering zeal!

4 Thou to the conscience dost convey
Those checks which we should know;
Thy motions point to us the way:
Thou giv'st us strength to go.

TRINITY SUNDAY.

HYMN 77.

HOLY, holy, holy Lord,

(L. M.)

Bright in thy deeds and in thy name,

For ever be thy name ador'd,
Thy glories let the world proclaim!
2 O Jesus, Lamb once crucified
To take our load of sins away,
Thine be the hymn that rolls its tide
Along the realms of upper day!
3 O Holy Spirit, from above,

In streams of light and glory giv'n,
Thou source of ecstasy and love,

Thy praises ring through earth and heav'n!
4 O God triune! to thee we owe
Our every thought, our every song;
And ever may thy praises flow

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From saint and seraph's burning tongue!

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ATHER of all, whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy pard'ning love extend! 2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word, Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy saving grace extend! 3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath The soul is rais'd from sin and death, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy quick'ning pow'r extend! 4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son, Mysterious Godhead, Three in one!

Before thy throne we sinners bend;
Grace, pardon, life, to us extend!

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HYMN 79.

(II. 4.)

E give immortal praise
To God the Father's love

WE

For all our comforts here,

And all our hopes above:

He sent his own
Eternal Son,

To die for sins

That man had done.

2 To God the Son belongs
Immortal glory too,

Who sav'd us by his blood
From everlasting wo:
And now he lives,

And now he reigns,
And sees the fruit
Of all his pains.

3 To God the Spirit, praise
And endless worship give,
Whose new creating pow'r
Makes the dead sinner live:
His work completes
The great design,
And fills the soul
With joy divine.

4 Almighty God! to thee

Be endless honours done;
The sacred Persons three,
The Godhead only one:
Where reason fails
With all her pow'rs,
There faith prevails,
And love adores.

FAST-DAY.

HYMN 80.

(C. M.)

LMIGHTY Lord! before thy throne

Thy mourning people bend!

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'Tis on thy pard'ning grace alone Our prostrate hopes depend.

2 Dark judgments, from thy heavy hand,
Thy dreadful pow'r display;

Yet mercy spares our guilty land,
And still we live to pray.

3 How chang'd, alas! are truths divine,
For error, guilt and shame!
What impious numbers, bold in sin,
Disgrace the Christian name!

4 O turn us, turn us, mighty Lord,
Convert us by thy grace;

Then shall our hearts obey thy word,
And see again thy face.

5 Then, should oppressing foes invade,
We will not sink in fear;

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Secure of all-sufficient aid,

When God, our God, is near.

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READ Jehovah! God of nations!
From thy temple in the skies,
Hear thy people's supplications,
Now for their deliv'rance rise:
2 Lo! with deep contrition turning,
Humbly at thy feet we bend;
Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning,
Hear us, spare us, and defend.

3 Though our sins, our hearts confounding,
Long and loud for vengeance call,
Thou hast mercy more abounding,
Jesus' blood can cleanse them all.
4 Let that love veil our transgression,
Let that blood our guilt efface:
Save thy people from oppression,
Save from spoil thy holy place.
HYMN. 82.

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Prayer and Hope of Victory.

(L.M.)

NAttend his people's humble cry

may the God of grace and pow'r

Defend them in the needful hour,

And send deliv'rance from on high.

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