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233. 7s. M.

Resurrection of Christ.
1 MORNING breaks upon the tomb !

Jesus dissipates its gloom !
Day of triumph through the skies,

See the glorious Saviour rise !
2 Christians, dry your flowing'tears;

Chase those unbelieving fears;
Look on his deserted grave;

Doubt no more his power to save. 3 Ye who are of death afraid,

Triumph in the scattered shade;
Drive your anxious fears away;

See the place where Jesus lay. 4 So the rising sun appears,

Shedding radiance o'er the spheres ;
So returning beams of light
Chase the terrors of the night.

S. M.

Resurrection of Christ.
1 " The Lord is risen indeed;"

And are the tidings true ?
Yes, we beheld the Saviour bleed,

And saw him living too.
2 The Lord is risen indeed ;

Then death has lost his prey;
With him is risen the ransomed seed,

To reign in endless day.

3 The Lord is risen indeed;

Attending angels hear;
Up to the courts of heaven, with speed,

The joyful tidings bear.
4 Then take your golden lyres,

And strike each cheerful chord;
Join all the bright celestial choirs,

To sing our risen Lord.

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.
2 Your faith by holy tempers prove;

By actions show your sins forgiven;
And seek the glorious things above,

And follow Christ, your Head, to heaven. 3 To him continually aspire,

Contending for your native place,
And emulate the angel-choir,

And only live to love and praise.
4 Your real life, with Christ concealed,

Deep in the Father's bosom lies;
And glorious as your Head revealed,
Ye soon shall meet him in the skies.



236. C. M.
Hope of Heaven by Christ's Resurrection.
1 BlEst be the everlasting God,

The Father of our Lord;
Be his abounding mercy praised,

His majesty adored. 2 When from the dead he raised his Son,

And called him to the sky,
He gave our souls a lively hope

That they should never die. 3 What though the frame of man require

Our flesh to see the dust,
Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose,

So all his followers must.
4 There's an inheritance divine

Reserved against that day, 'Tis uncorrupted, undefiled,

And cannot waste away.
5 Saints by the power of God are kept

Till the salvation come;
We walk by faith, as strangers here,

Till Christ shall call us home.


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L. M.
Christ's Dying, Rising, and Reigning.
1 He dies ! the friend of sinners dies !

Lo, Salem's daughters weep around;
A solemn darkness veils the skies;.
A sudden trembling shakes the ground.

2 Here's love and grief beyond degree;

The Lord of glory dies for men;
But lo, what sudden joys we see!

Jesus, the dead, revives again!
3 The rising Lord forsakes the tomb;

The tomb in vain forbids his rise;
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies.

4 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell

How high our great deliverer reigns;
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell,

And led the monster death in chains. 5 Say, "Live forever, wondrous king!

Born to redeem and strong to save
Then ask the monster, “Where's thy sting?"
And “Where's thy victory, boasting grave?

238. C. M.

Looking in the Sepulchre.
1 Ye humble souls, that seek the Lord,

Chase all your fears away;
And bow with pleasure down to see

The place where Jesus lay.
2 Thus low the Lord of life was brought,

Such wonders love can do;
Thus cold in death that bosom lay,

Which throbbed and bled for you. 3 Then raise your eyes and tune your songs,

The Saviour lives again!
Not all the bolts and bars of death
The conqueror could detain.

4 High o'er the angelic bands, he rears

His once dishonored head; And through unnumbered years he reigns,

Who dwelt among the dead.
5 With joy like his, shall every saint

His empty tomb survey;
Then rise with his ascending Lord,

Through all his shining way.



L. M.

God's Miracles in Christ.
1 Behold the blind their sight receive!

Behold the dead awake and live!
The dumb speak wonders ! and the lame

Leap like the hart, and bless his name! 2 Thus doth the eternal Spirit own

And seal the mission of his Son;
The Father vindicates his cause,

While he hangs bleeding on the cross.
3 He dies ! the heavens in mourning stood;

He rises ! and appears with God:
Behold the Lord ascending high,

No more to bleed, no more to die !
4 Hence and forever from


I bid my doubts and fears depart;
And to those hands my soul resign,
Which bear credentials so divine.


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