pray.

2 Follow to the judgment-hall,

View the Lord of life arraigned; Oh! the wormwood and the gall! Oh! the pangs His soul sustained! Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; Learn of Him to bear the cross.

3 Calv'ry's mournful mountain climb; There, adoring at His feet, Mark that miracle of time,

God's own sacrifice complete: "It is finished," hear Him cry; Learn of Jesus Christ to die.

4 Early hasten to the tomb, Where they laid His breathless clay; All is solitude and gloom;

Who hath taken Him away? Christ is ris'n!-He meets our eyes; Saviour! teach us so to rise.

James Montgomery, 1820.

193

NEAR the tomb where Christ hath been
Weeping stands the Magdalene;
With the two disciples, she

Wonders where her Lord can be:
Looking in, they see the bed

Where the Lord hath laid His head.

2 Stooping down they see no more
Than the clothes which wrapp'd Him o'er;
Clothes which wound His feet, His brow,
Death's white vestments, useless now.
Two depart: but love and faith
Stronger are than sight, than death.
3 He was here: then she will wait
Watching early, watching late.
Where her Jesus last was seen,
There will wait the Magdalene.
Looking in with streaming eyes,
Angels twain she there espies.

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cred tomb,

2 O joyful sound! O glorious hour,
When by His own almighty power
He rose, and left the grave!
Now let our songs His triumph tell,
Who burst the bands of death and hell,

And ever lives to save.

3 The First-Begotten of the dead, For us He rose, our glorious Head, Immortal life to bring;

What, though the saints like Him shall die? They share their Leader's victory,

And triumph with their King.

4 No more they tremble at the grave
For Jesus will their spirits save,

And raise their slumbering dust:
O risen Lord! in Thee we live,
To Thee our ransomed souls we give,
To Thee our bodies trust.

Thomas Kelly, 1804.
Alt. Henry W. Baker, 1861.

199

JESUS, who died a world to save,
Revives and rises from the grave,
By His almighty power:

From sin, and death, and hell, set free,
He captive leads captivity,

And lives to die no more.

2 Children of God! look up and see Your Saviour clothed in majesty,

Triumphant o'er the tomb: Give o'er your griefs, cast off your fears, In heaven your mansions He prepares, And soon will take you home.

3 His church is still His joy and crown; He looks with love and pity down

On her He did redeem:

He tastes her joys, He feels her woes, And prays that she may spoil her foes, And ever reign with Him.

William Hammond, 1745.