6 When here, he bore our sin and shame; And thence our comfort springs : 'Tis meet we should exalt his name, And crown him "King of Kings."

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7 We hope ere long, beyond those clouds, To tune celestial strings;

Lift

And join with heav'n's exulting crowds,
To crown him "King of Kings."

124.2. His Ascension. L.M.

up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of Glory shall come in, &c. PSALM xxiv. 7, &c.

JESUS is risen from the dead;

The SAVIOUR is gone up on high: The powers of hell are captive ledDragg'd 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

2 Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the radiant 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 his foes o'ercame ;
The world,sin,death, and hell o'erthrew;
And JESUS is the Conq'ror's name.

5 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay, 'Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! "Ye everlasting doors, give way!" 6 "Who is the King of Glory, who?-" The Lord of boundless power possest; The King of Saints and Angels too; GOD over all, for ever blest!

125. Ascension. 8-7.

Death is swallowed up in victory.-1. COR. xv. 54.
HARK? ten thousand voices cry,
Vict'ry, vict'ry, thro' the sky!
Swiftly flies the welcome sound,
Spreading rapt'rous joys around.

2 JESUS comes, his conflict over,
Comes to claim his great reward:
Angels round the victor hover,
Crowding to behold their Lord,
3 0 what honours now await him!
Friends and foes shall hear his voice;
Tremble, tremble, ye that hate him;
Ye who love his name, rejoice.

4 Yonder throne for him erected,
Now become the victor's seat:
Lo! the man on earth rejected!
Angels worship at his feet.

5 Day and night they cry before him, Holy, holy, holy Lord!"

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All the powers of heav'n adore him;
All obey his sov'reign word.

CHORUS.

Then haste, ye saints, your tribute bring,
And crown him everlasting King.

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MIRACLES OF CHRIST.

126. Blind Bartimeus. 148th.

LUKE Xviii. 35 to 43.

SINFUL, and blind, and poor,
And lost without thy grace,
Thy mercy I implore,

And wait to see thy face:
Begging I sit by the way side,
And long to know the crucified.

Jesus, attend my cry,
Thou Son of David, hear;

If now thou passest by,

Stand still and call me near:

The darkness from my heart remove,

And show me now thy pardoning love.

127. Legion Cast Out. 8-7.

LUKE viii. 27 to 39.

WELL might he be called legion,
Who my soul did occupy:
Round about, thro' all the region,
None was more possess'd than I.
Satan held me till one stronger
Came and set the pris'ner free:
Satan then could reign no longer:
JESUS made him yield his prey.

2 'Mong the dead the SAVIOUR found me; There it was I lov'd to dwell: Solemn vows had often bound me: What could bonds like these avail? As when Sampson rous'd from slumber, Broke with ease the chains he wore; So my vows, whate'er their number, Yielded to temptation's pow'r.

3 [They who in my madness knew me, Gaze and wonder at the change; At the SAVIOUR's feet they view me, And confess the matter strange: Many think the change a sad one; Look upon it as a curse:

Though the case was once a bad one, Yet they think the present worse.]

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4 Fearful of the world's derision, Eager too to see his face : Oft I ask'd the Lord's permission, With himself to take my place: But whene'er I ask'd this favour, 'Twas his word, or seem'd to be, "Go and spread the truth's sweet savour, "Tell what God has done for thee." 5 Be it so, since thou hast said it: Be this world awhile my place: O may those, who hear me, credit, What I tell them of thy grace! Soon I hope to stand before thee: Soon to join the hosts above: There for ever to adore thee,

And proclaim thy matchless love.

128. Peter on the Water. 8-8-6.

MAT. xiv. 22, &c.

HE bids me come! his voice I know, And boldly on the water go, To him my God, and Lord; I walk on life's tempestuous sea; For he who lov'd and died for me, Hath spoke the powerful word. 2 Secure on troubled waves I tread, Nor all the storms of passion heed, While on my Lord I look ;