271 THE PRECIOUS BLOOD! 4 J. H. STOCKTON. see! 1. The cross! the cross! the blood-stain'd cross! The hallowed cross I 2. The cross! the cross! the heav - y cross, The Saviour bore for me, 3. The crown! the crown! the glo-rious crown! The crown of vic tory! 64 0 the blood the precious blood! That Jesus shed for rit. Up - on the cross, in crim - son flood, Just now by faith I me, see. 272 1 O Jesus, sweet the tears I shed, While at thy cross I kneel, 2 I know this cleansing blood of thine 3 O Christ of God, O spotless Lamb, By love my soul is drawn ; Henceforth, forever, thine I am ; Here life and peace are born.-CHO. 4 In patient hope the cross I'll bear, Thine arm shall be my stay; And thou, enthroned, my soul shalt spare, On thy great judgment-day.-CHO. R. PALMER. 1 Welcome, thou Victor in the strife, 2 Our enemy is put to shame, His short-lived triumph o'er ; 3 Fearless we lay us in the tomb, If thou art there to break the gloom, 4 We trust in thee; O help us live 274 B. SCHMOLKE. 1 In the cold prison of a tomb The great Redeemer lay, Till the revolving skies had brought The third, th' appointed day. 2 Hell and the grave combined their force 2 Then wake, glad heart! awake! awake! To hold our Lord, in vain; The sleeping conqueror arose, 3 To thy great name, almighty Lord, And seek thy risen Lord, Joy in his resurrection take, And comfort in his word. 3 And let thy life, through all its ways, One long thanksgiving be, Its theme of joy, its song of praise- J. S. B. MONSELL. 277 MELCOMBE. L. M. J. WEBBE. 1. Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Je - sus is gone up on high; The powers of hell are cap-tive led-Dragg'd to the por-tals of the sky. d 1 Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high; The powers of hell are captive ledDragged 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 th' ethereal scene; He claims these mansions as his right, Receive the King of glory in! 4 Who is the King of glory? who? The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame; The world, sin, death and hell o'erthrew, And Jesus is the Conqueror's name! 278 C. WESLEY. 1 When I the holy grave survey, 2 This empty tomb shall now proclaim How weak the bands of conquered death: Sweet pledge, that all who trust his name Shall rise, and draw immortal breath. 3 Jesus, once numbered with the dead, Unseals his eyes to sleep no more; And ever lives their cause to plead, For whom the pains of death he bore. 283 HENDON. 7s. C. H. A. MALAN. 1. Ma-ry to the Saviour's tomb Hasted at the early dawn; Spice she bro't, and ठ sweet perfume; But the Lord she loved had gone, But the Lord she loved had gone. 1 Mary to the Saviour's tomb Hasted at the early dawn; Spice she brought, and sweet perfume; : But the Lord she loved had gone. :|| 2 For a while she lingering stood, Filled with sorrow and surprise; 3 But her sorrows quickly fled When she heard his welcome voice; Christ had risen from the dead; : Now he bids her heart rejoice. :|| 4 What a change his word can make, Turning darkness into day! Ye who weep for Jesus' sake, |: He will wipe your tears away. :|| 284 ANON. 1 Sing, O heavens! O earth! rejoice; Angel harp, and human voice! Round him, as he rises, raise : Your ascending Saviour's praise. :|| 2 Bruised is the serpent's head: Hell is vanquished, death is dead; And to Christ, gone up on high, : Captive is captivity. :|| 3 All his work and warfare done, He into his heaven is gone; And, upon his Father's throne, |: Now is pleading for his own. :|| J. S. B. MONSELL. 1 He is gone! a cloud of light Hath received him from our sight; Gone to heaven, where mortal eye || :Cannot reach the radiant sky. :|| 2 Through the veil of time and space Passed into the holiest place; All his toil and sorrow done, ||: All the battle fought and won. :|| 3 He is gone! towards their goal World and church must onward roll : Far behind we leave the past; |: Forward are our glances cast. :|| 4 He is gone! but we once more Shall behold him as before; In the heaven of heavens the same, : As on earth he went and came. :|| |