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3 Glory to the blesséd Jesus!
Who for sinners lay
Happy Easter day.
4 Glory to the blesséd Jesus!
He, Who is our Way, Went up in a cloud to heaven
On Ascension Day.
5 Glory to the blesséd Jesus!
Who, at Whitsuntide
With us to abide.
6 Glory to the blesséd Jesus!
We will praise His love, All our days on earth below,
And for aye above!
ARISE, sons of the kingdom!
The King is drawing nigh; Arise and hail with gladness
The Ruler from on high. Ye Christians, hasten forth! Your praise and homage bring Him, And glad hosannas sing Him; Naught else your love is worth.
2 Arise, ye drooping mourners !
The King is very near;
For, lo! your help is here.
3 Now hear, ye bold transgressors,
The King does well give heed
And to the life ye lead,
4 Be righteous, ye His subjects,
The King is just and true;
Make all things straight and new.
In an undaunted mood.
A child that feels the rod,
And puts his trust in God.
Who to His mercy cling.
The King now comes with might;
He makes our darkness light.
His children evermore.
His loved ones here below
Yea, doth Himself bestow
8 Oh, rich the gifts Thou bring'st us,
Thyself made poor and weak;
That thus can sinners seek!
J. Rist. Tr Anon.
COME, O come, Immanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That mourns in lonely exile here, Until the Son of God appear. Rejoice! Rejoice! Immanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel.
2 O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan's tyranny;
3 O come, Thou Dayspring, come and cheer
Our spirits by. Thine advent here;
4 O come, Thou Key of David, come,
And open wide our heavenly home;
Shall come to thee, O Israel !
Who to Thy tribes on Sinai's height
J. M. Neale, Tr.
THAT I had an angels tongue,
That I might loudly sing
To Thee, my God and King ! 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord
Their thankful voices raise: Can we be dumb while angels sing
Our great Redeemer's praise? 3 O sing aloud in boundless grace
Which thus hath set us free; Extol with songs, my savéd soul,
Thy Savior's love to Thee.
What love was this in Thee,