5 In thee our hearts unite, Nor share thy griefs alone, But from thy cross pursue their flight, 229. C. M. CHRISTIAN PSALMIST. Redemption by the Cross of Christ. 1 BEHOLD the Saviour on the cross, See from his agonizing wounds 2 Till death's pale ensigns o'er his cheek 3 "T is finished" was his latest voice; These sacred accents o'er, He bowed his head, gave up the ghost, 4 'Tis finished-the Messiah dies 5 'Tis finished-all his groans are past; And crowned him with their spoils. 6 'Tis finished-ritual worship ends, All old things now are passed away, 230. L. M. DODDRIDGE. Christ's Submission to his Father's Will. 1 "FATHER divine," the Saviour cried, While horrors pressed on every side, And prostrate on the ground he lay, "Remove this bitter cup away. 2" But if these pangs must still be borne, Or helpless man be left forlorn, I bow my soul before thy throne, And say-thy will, not mine, be done." 3 Thus our submissive souls would bow, And, taught by Jesus, lie as low; Our hearts, and not our lips alone, Would say,-Thy will, not ours, be done. 4 Then, though like him in dust we lie, We'll view the blissful moment nigh, Which, from our portion in his pains, Calls to the joy in which he reigns. 231. L. M. MONTGOMERY. Christ's Passion. 1 THE morning dawns upon the place Where Jesus spent the night in prayer: Through yielding glooms behold his face, Nor form nor comeliness is there. 2 Last eve, by those he called his own, Betrayed, forsaken or denied, He met his enemies alone, In all their malice, rage, and pride. 3 No guile within his mouth is found, 232. C. M. MRS. BARBAULD. Resurrection of Christ. Morning. 1 AGAIN the Lord of life and light 2 O what a night was that which wrapt The heathen world in gloom! O what a sun, which broke, this day, 3 This day be grateful homage paid, 4 Ten thousand differing lips shall join Which scatters blessings from its wings 233. Resurrection of Christ. 1 MORNING breaks upon the tomb! Day of triumph through the skies, 2 Christians, dry your flowing tears; 4 So the rising sun appears, Chase the terrors of the night. 234. 1 S. M. Resurrection of Christ. KELLY. "THE Lord is risen indeed;" Yes, we beheld the Saviour bleed, And saw him living too. 2 The Lord is risen indeed; 3 The Lord is risen indeed; Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, 4 Then take your golden lyres, 235. L. M. WESLEY'S COL. Rising with Christ. 1 YE faithful souls, who Jesus know, If risen indeed with him ye are, Superior to the joys below, His resurrection's power declare. 3 To him continually aspire, 4 Your real life, with Christ concealed, 203 |