Close the door from sight and sound
Of the busy world around;

And in patient watch remain
Till my Lord appear again.

Still with Thee their Sabbath keep
They who 'neath the altar sleep!
Scarce a day perchance doth seem
All their long unbodied dream,
"Twixt their rest from labour past
And their waking at the last.

Then, the new creation done,
The endless rest shall be begun.
Jesu! keep me safe from sin,
With Thee may I enter in,

And all fear and toil at end

To Thy resting-place ascend! Amen.

EASTER DAY.

EVENING before, and until Ascension Day.

At the Lamb's high feast we sing
Praise to our victorious King,

Who hath washed our robes from stain,

Brought us through the Egyptian main.

Praise we Him Whose love divine

Gives His guests His blood for wine,
Gives His body for the feast,

Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest.

Where the Paschal blood is poured
Death's dark angel sheathes his sword;
Israel's hosts triumphant go

Through the wave that drowns the foe.

Praise we Christ Whose blood was shed,
Paschal Victim, Paschal Bread;
With sincerity and love

Eat the manna from above.

Easter triumph, Easter joy,—
Sin alone can this destroy:
From the power of sin set free
Souls new-born, O Lord, in Thee.

Hymns of glory and of praise,
Father, unto Thee we raise;
Risen Lord, all praise to Thee
With the Spirit ever be. Amen.

G

MORNING, and through the week.

Jesus Christ is risen to-day, Alleluia !
Our triumphant holyday, Alleluia !
Who did once upon the Cross, Alleluia!
Suffer to redeem our loss, Alleluia!

Hymns of praise then let us sing, Alleluia! Unto Christ our heavenly King, Alleluia! Who endured the Cross and Grave, Alleluia! Sinners to redeem and save, Alleluia!

But the pain which He endured, Alleluia! Our salvation hath procured, Alleluia! Now above the sky He's King, Alleluia! Where the angels ever sing, Alleluia !

BEFORE THE LITANY, and until Ascension Day.

Alleluia. Alleluia. Alleluia.

Ye sons and daughters of the King
Whom heavenly hosts in glory sing,
To-day the grave hath lost its sting.

Alleluia!

On that first morning of the week,
Before the day began to break,
They went their buried Lord to seek.

Alleluia !

The holy women, faithful three,
Soon as the Sabbath set them free,
To embalm their Lord came lovingly.

An angel clad in white was he

Alleluia!

That sate and spake unto the three, "Your Lord is gone to Galilee."

Alleluia!

When John the Apostle heard the fame
He to the tomb with Peter came;
But faster sped and found the same.

Alleluia!

That night the apostles met in fear; Amidst them came their Lord most dear, And said, "Peace be unto all here!"

Alleluia!

But Thomas, who had later heard
That Jesus had fulfilled His word,
Still doubted if it were the Lord.

"Alleluia !

"Thomas behold my side,” said He; "My hands, My feet, My Body see, "And doubt not, but believe in Me."

Alleluia!

No longer Thomas then denied ;
He saw the hands, the feet, the side:
"Thou art my Lord and God," he cried.

Alleluia!

Blessed are they that have not seen
And yet whose faith hath constant been :
In life eternal they shall reign.

Alleluia !

On this most holy day of days
To God both hearts and voices raise
In honour, blessing, and in praise!

Whose mercy ever runneth o'er,

Alleluia !

Whom men and Angel hosts adore,

To Him be glory evermore.

Alleluia. Alleluia. Alleluia. Amen!

FIRST SUNDAY AFTER EASTER.

(LOW SUNDAY.)

ALL THE HYMNS as on Easter Day, p. 80.