LYNDALE. 8.7. D. J. TILLEARD. 1. See! the Conqueror mounts in triumph; See the King in royal state, Riding on the clouds His 48 chariot To His heavenly palace-gate; Hark! the choirs of angel voi-ces Joy-ful hal-le. lu-jahs sing, And the portals high are lifted, To receive their heavenly King. ASCENSION HYMN. 7.6. 10 lines. HENRY SMART. 1. With all your floods at - tend - ing, Beat, seas, up- on the shore; Ye saints, more lowly bend -ing, Ex - alt Him more and more; The Lord of lords as cend-ing A-bove the star-ry floor! To Him the Name is which all knees shall bow, Of things in earth and heaven, And things the earth below. 2 He who for men their Surety stood, 5 With boldness, therefore, at the throne, 154 ANNE STEELE. 1 WHEN sins and fears prevailing rise, Not all the powers of earth or hell 4 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose; If Jesus is forever mine, Not death itself, that last of foes, H. J. GAUNTLETT. 1. Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise Into Thy native skies,-Assume Thy right; And where in 728 many a fold The clouds are backward roll'd, Pass thro' those gates of gold, And reign in light! BROOKLYN. H. M. J. ZUNDEL. 1. Join all the glorious names Of wisdom, love, and power That ever mortals 음: 64 knew, That angels ever bore; All are too mean to speak His worth, ff: Too mean to set the Saviour forth, Too mean to set the Saviour forth. BEMERTON. C. M. H. W. GREATOREX. 3 1. Come, let us join in songs of praise To our as cended Priest; 3 4 He entered heaven, with all our names En graven on His breast, 157 ALEXANDER PIRIE. 2 Below He washed our guilt away, Now He appears before the throne, 3 Clothed with our nature still, He knows The weakness of our frame, And how to shield us from the foes 4 Nor time, nor distance, e'er shall quench The fervors of His love; For us He died in kindness here, Nor is less kind above. 5 O may we ne'er forget His grace, Still may our hearts hold fast His faith, |