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p 4 Hark! those bursts of acclamation! Hark! those loud triumphant chords! f Jesus takes the highest station; O what joy the sight affords!

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Crown Him! Crown Him!
King of kings, and Lord of lords.
T. Kelly, 1809.
L.M.

mfSAVIOUR, Who for man hast trod
The winepress of the wrath of
Ascend, and claim again on high [God,
Thy glory, left for us to die.

mf 2 A radiant cloud is now Thy seat, And earth lies stretched beneath Thy feet; [sing, er Ten thousand thousands round Thee And share the triumph of their King. f 3 The angel-host enraptured waits: "Lift up your heads, eternal gates!" O God and Man! the Father's throne Is now for evermore Thine own. mf 4 Our great High-Priest and Shepherd, Thou

Within the veil art entered now, p To offer there Thy precious blood p Once poured on earth, a cleansing flood.

mf 5 And thence the Church, Thy chosen bride,

With countless gifts of grace supplied,
Through all her members draws from
Her hidden life of sanctity. [Thee

mf 6 O Christ our Lord, of Thy dear care p Thy lowly members heaven-ward

Be ours with Thee to suffer pain, [bear; cr With Thee for evermore to reign. C. Coffin; TR. J. Chandler, 1837.

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ff"Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates."

Ye everlasting doors, give way.

Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the radiant scene He claims those mansions as His right; Receive the King of glory in. mf 4 Who is the King of glory, Who?

The Lord that all His foes o'ercame, cr The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew;

And Jesus is the Conqueror's Name. f 5 Lo! His triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay: f "Lift up your heads, ye heavenly Ye everlasting doors, give way.

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mf HEAR us, Thou that broodedst

O'er the watery deep, Waking all creation From its primal sleep; cr Holy Spirit, breathing Breath of life divine, p Breathe into our spirits, Blending them with Thine. Light and Life immortal! Hear us as we raise Hearts, as well as voices, Mingling prayer and praise.

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mf 2 When the sun ariseth In a cloudless sky,

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Orphan are our souls and poor; cr Give us from Thy heavenly store f Faith, love, joy for evermore, Comforter Divine.

mf 4 Like the dew Thy peace distil;
Guide, subdue our wayward will,
Things of Christ unfolding still,
Comforter Divine.

p 5 Gentle, awful, holy Guest,
Make Thy temple in each breast;
cr There Thy presence be confest,
Comforter Divine.

P 6 With us, for us, intercede,

And with voiceless groanings plead
Our unutterable need,

Comforter Divine.
mf 7 In us, "Abba, Father," cry;
cr Earnest of the bliss on high,
f Seal of immortality,

Comforter Divine. mf 8 Search for us the depths of God; er Upwards, by the starry road, f Bear us to Thy high abode, Comforter Divine.

G. Rawson, 1876.

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FATHER of all, Whose love pro

A ransom for our souls hath found, mp Before Thy throne we sinners bend; cr To us Thy pardoning love extend. mf 2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word,

Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, p Before Thy throne we sinners bend; cr To us Thy saving grace extend. mf 3 Eternal Spirit, by Whose breath

The soul is raised from sin and death, p Before Thy throne we sinners bend; cr To us Thy quickening power extend. f 4 Jehovah, Father, Spirit, Son!

Mysterious Godhead, Three in One! p Before Thy throne we sinners bend; Grace, pardon, life, to us extend. E. Cooper, 1805.

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In unceasing chorus praising,
Fill the heavens with sweet accord;
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!

mf 2 Lo! the apostolic train

Join Thy sacred Name to hallow! cr Prophets swell the loud refrain, [low; And the white-robed martyrs folf And from morn to set of sun, Through the Church the song goes on. mf 3 Holy Father, Holy Son,

Holy Spirit, Three we name Thee; While in essence only One, Undivided God, we claim Thee;

p And, adoring, bend the knee, While we own the mystery.

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I. Watts, 1709. 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.

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fOUND aloud Jehovah's praises,
Tell abroad the awful Name;
Heaven the ceaseless anthem raises,
Let the earth her God proclaim:
God, the hope of every nation,
God, the source of consolation,
Holy, blessèd Trinity!

mf 2 This the Name from ancient ages
Hidden in its dazzling light;
This the Name that kings and sages
Prayed and strove to know aright,
p Through God's wondrous Incarnation
cr Now revealed the world's salvation,

Ever blessed Trinity!

mf 3 Into this great Name and holy,

We all tribes and tongues baptize; Thus the Highest owns the lowly,

Homeward, heavenward, bids them Gathers them from every nation, [rise;

cr Bids them join in adoration Of the blessed Trinity!

mp 4 In this Name the heart rejoices, Pouring forth its secret prayer: cr In this Name we lift our voices, And our common faith declare; Offering humble supplication, f Thanks, and praise, and veneration To the blessed Trinity!

f 5 Glory be to God the Father, Glory be to God the Son, Glory be to God the Spirit,

Great Jehovah, Three in One. Praise from all in earth and heaven Unto Thee be ever given,

Holy, blessed Trinity.

H. A. Martin, 1870.

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8.7.8.7.

143 mf JESUS calls us; o'er the tumult Of our life's wild, restless sea, Day by day His sweet voice soundeth, Saying, "Christian, follow Me;" mf 2 As of old, Saint Andrew heard it By the Galilean lake, [dred, Turned from home, and toil, and kinLeaving all for His dear sake. mf 3 Jesus calls us from the worship

Of the vain world's golden store; From each idol that would keep us, Saying, "Christian, love Me more." p 4 In our joys and in our sorrows, Days of toil and hours of ease, Still He calls, in cares and pleasures, "That we love Him more than these."

mf 5 Jesus calls us: (p) by Thy mercies, Saviour, make us hear Thy call, cr Give our hearts to Thine obedience, Serve and love Thee best of all.

C, F. Alexander, 1852,

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mf 2 Grant us, O King of mercy, still
To feel Thy presence from above,
And in Thy Word and in Thy will
To hear Thy voice and know. Thy
love;

p 3 And when the toils of life are done,
And nature waits Thy just decree,
cr To find our rest beneath Thy throne,
And look in certain hope to Thee.
f 4 To Thee, O Jesus, Light of Light,
Whom as their King the saints adore,
Thou Strength and Refuge in the fight,
Be laud and glory evermore.

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Bishop R. Heber, 1827.

The Holy Innocents.
LORY to Thee, O Lord,

mf G Who, from this world of sin,

S.M.

By cruel Herod's ruthless sword Those precious ones didst win. p 2 Baptized in their own blood, Earth's untried perils o'er, They passed unconsciously the flood, And safely gained the shore. mf 3 Glory to Thee for all

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The ransomed infant band,
Who since that hour have heard Thy
And reached the quiet land. [call,

mf 4 O that our hearts within,

Like theirs, were pure and bright;
O that as free from deeds of sin
We shrank not from Thy sight.
mf 5 Lord, help us every hour

Thy cleansing grace to claim;
cr In life to glorify Thy power,
In death to praise Thy Name.

The marvels of the holiest place:
mf 3 Be ours the faith that sees Thee stand
Beside the throne of God on high,
To succour with Thy strong right hand
Thy soldiers when to Thee they cry.
mp 4 Be ours the hope, resigned and meek,
That trusts the spirit to Thy care,
That longs Thy face in heaven to seek, 148
And dwell with Thee in glory there.mpTHE

f 5 Be ours the love, divine and free,

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Which asks forgiveness for our foes.; Which draws, in life, its life from Thee, And, dying, finds in Thee repose. J. F. Thrupp, 1853. 146 St. John the Evangelist. L.M. mf THOU, Who gav'st Thy servant

grace

On Thee the living Rock to rest,
To look on Thine unveiled face,
And lean on Thy protecting breast;

E. Toke, 1851.

The Circumcision.

ancient law departs

S.M.

And all its terrors cease;
For Jesus makes with faithful hearts
A covenant of peace.

mf 2 The Light of Light divine,
True Brightness undefiled,
He bears for us the shame of sin,
A holy, spotless Child.

mf 3 To-day the Name is Thine,

At which we bend the knee; They call Thee Jesus, Child divine! Our Jesus deign to be.

TR. from Bernault,

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