7 We in the words of Truth reply, An Angel brought them from the sky, "Our crown, our treasure, is not here, "T is stored above the highest sphere:
8 We watch not now the lifeless stone; Our only Lord is risen and gone.'
And the whole world, now Christ hath died, Ennobled is and glorified.
9 T is now a cell, where Angels use To come and go with heavenly news, And in the ears of mourners say,
Come, see the place where Jesus lay."
10 'T is now a fane, where Love can find Christ everywhere embalmed and shrined; Aye gathering up memorials sweet, Where'er she sets her duteous feet.
11 So be it still to holy tears,
In lonely hours, Christ risen appears: In social hours, who Christ would see, Must turn all tasks to Charity.
1 See the leaves around us falling, Dry and withered, to the ground; Now to thoughtless mortals calling With a sweet and solemn sound:
2 Yearly in our course returning, Messengers of shortest stay, We proclaim the solemn warning, 'Heaven and earth shall pass away.'
3 On the tree of life eternal, O let all our hopes be laid: This alone, for ever vernal, Bears a leaf that shall not fade.
1 All, great Creator! all are Thine! All feel Thy providential care;
And, through each changing scene of life, Thy never-changing goodness share ; — 2 Children, whose tender minds unformed, Ne'er raised a conscious thought to heaven, And men, whom reason lifts to God, Though oft by passion downward driven;— 3 Those, too, who bend with age and care And faint and tremble near the tomb, Who, sickening at the present scenes, Sigh for that better world to come.
4 And whether grief oppress the heart; Or whether joy elate the breast; Or life still keep its onward course; Or death invite us to our rest:
5 All are Thy messengers! and all Thy sacred pleasure, Lord! obey; And all are training man to dwell Nearer to bliss, and nearer Thee.
1 We have pledged a solemn vow, We are Christ's own liegemen now; Come or peril, woe, or loss, We have taken up the Cross.
2 Never may we lay it down.
Till Death bring the Victor's crown; And, from taint of falsehood clear, "Bravely done!" with joy we hear.
1 Ever faithful may we be, Father, to the Truth and Thee; Like our Master, seeking still Nothing but Thy perfect will.
2 Not for gain, and not for loss, May we shrink to bear his cross; Not for pleasure, not for woe, Trace of fear or falsehood show.
3 Men may hate, or men may scorn, But the Resurrection-Morn Every mist away will clear, If we are but faithful here.
1 Light of Life, seraphic fire, Love Divine, thyself impart; Every fainting soul inspire; Shine in every drooping heart! Every mournful sinner cheer; Scatter all our guilty gloom; Son of God, appear, appear! To thy human temples come! 2 Come in this accepted hour; Bring thy heavenly kingdom in! Fill us with thy glorious power, Rooting out the seeds of sin: Nothing more can we require; We will covet nothing less; Be thou all our hearts' desire, All our joy, and all our peace!
1 This stone to Thee in faith we lay, We build the temple, Lord, to Thee; Thine eye be open night and day, To guard this house and sanctuary.
2 Here, when Thy people seek Thy face, And dying sinners pray to live,
Hear, Thou, in heaven Thy dwelling-place, And when Thou hearest, Lord, forgive!
3 Here, when Thy messengers proclaim The blessed gospel of Thy Son, Still, by the power of his great name, Be mighty signs and wonders done. 4 Hosanna! to their heavenly King, When children's voices raise that song; Hosanna! let their Angels sing, And heaven with earth the strain prolong.
5 But will indeed Jehovah deign Here to abide-no transient guest? Here will the world's Redeemer reign, And here the holy Spirit rest?
6 That glory never hence depart! Yet, choose not, Lord, this house alone: Thy kingdom come to every heart, In every bosom fix Thy throne!
1 O Thou! whose own vast temple stands Built over earth and sea!
Accept the walls that human hands Have raised to worship Thee!
2 Lord! from Thine inmost glory send, Within these courts to bide,
The peace that dwelleth without end Serenely by Thy side.
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