143. Good Tidings of Great Joy. "Good tidings of great joy." 1. HARK! hark! the notes of joy For their sublimest strains: To earth his footsteps bend; What pity he can show: Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll, 4. Strike, strike the harps again, And all his grace proclaim: Angels and men, wake every string, "Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing. 1. BLOW ye the trumpet, blow, The gladly solemn sound! Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound: The year of jubilee has come; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 2. Jesus, our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made: Ye weary spirits, rest; Ye mournful souls, be glad: The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 3. Exalt the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb; To all the world proclaim: The news of heavenly grace; And, saved from earth, appear Before your Saviour's face: The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home 145. "Chosen of God and precious." 1. JOIN all the glorious names Of wisdom, love, and power, That ever mortals knew, That angels ever bore: All are too mean to speak his worth, Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 2. Great Prophet of our God! My tongue would bless thy name; By thee the joyful news 45 Of our salvation came: The joyful news of sins forgiven, Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. 3. Jesus, our great High Priest, Offered his blood and died; My guilty conscience seeks No sacrifice beside; His powerful blood did once atone, My Conqu'ror and my King! "Rejoice, the Lord is King" 1. REJOICE! the Lord is King; The God of truth and love; Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; 3. His kingdom cannot fail; He rules o'er earth and heaven; Are to our Jesus given: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; 4. Rejoice in glorious hope: Jesus, the Judge, shall come, To their eternal home: We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice! Christ the King of Glory. 46 DUKE STREET. L. M. HATTON. Our Lord is ris en from the dead, Our Jesus is gone np on high; The pow'rs of hell are captive led, Dragged to the portals of the sky. 147. The King of Glory. PSALM XXIV. 1. OUR Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high; The powers of hell are captive led, Dragged 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! 3. Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold th' ethereal scene: He claims these mansions as his right; Receive the King of glory in. 4. Who is the King of glory-who? The Lord who all our foes o'ercame; Who sin, and death, and hell o'erthrew; And Jesus is the Conqu'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? 2. Here's love and grief beyond degree: The Lord of glory dies for men! But, lo! what sudden joys we see, Jesus, the dead, revives again! 3. The rising God forsakes the tomb; Up to his Father's courts he flies: Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies. 4. Say, "Live for ever, glorious King, Born to redeem, and strong to save! Where now, O Death, where is thy sting Andwhere thy victory,boasting Grave?” 149. "Unto the Lamb for ever." REV. V. The Lord, of boundless power possessed; 3. Blessings for ever on the Lamb, The King of saints and angels too, God over all, for ever blessed. Who bore the curse for wretched men Let angels sound his sacred name, And every creature say, Amen! Doxology. PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow! Praise him, all creatures here below! Praise him above, ye heavenly host! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! 1. HARK! ten thousand harps and voices 2. King of glory, reign forever! Thine an everlasting crown: Bring, oh, bring the glorious day, Heaven and earth shall pass away! Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, "Glory, glory to our King!" 151. Worship of the living Christ. All the heavenly hosts adore thee, 2. There for sinners thou art pleading, Till in glory we appear. 3. Worship, honor, power, and blessing, 4. Help, ye bright angelic spirits! Bring your sweetest, noblest lays : Help to sing our Saviour's merits; Help to chant Immanuel's praise 152. "The Desire of all Nations." 1. COME, thou long expected Jesus, 2. Israel's strength and consolation, Born a child, and yet a King; PRAISE the God of our salvation, Praise the Spirit from above; To the one Jehovah give! The Coronation of Christ. 48 CORONATION. C. M. O. HOLDEN. All hail, the pow'r of Je-sus' name! Let angels prostrate fall: Bring forth the royal di-a-dem, And crown him Lord of all! Bring forth the royal di - a - dem, And crown him Lord of all! 2. Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, A remnant weak and small, 3. Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 4. Let every kindred, every tribe, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all! 5. Oh, that with yonder sacred throng, 4. Let all that dwell above the sky, 5. The whole creation join in one, 155. "Thou shalt call his name Jesus." 1. OH, for a thousand tongues to sing 2. My gracious Master and my God, To spread through all the earth abı ad The honors of thy name. 3. Jesus! the name that calms our fears, 4. He breaks the pow'r of reigning sin, 5. He speaks; and, listening to his voice, Doxology. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Christ: the New Song. DR. HASTINGS. 49 ORTONVILLE. C. M. 1. Ma - jestic sweetness sits en-throned Up - on the Saviour's brow; Ilis head with radiant glories crown'd, His lips with grace o'erflow. 2. No mortal can with him compare, Among the sons of men; Fairer is he than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, He flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, 4. To him I owe my life and breath, He brings my weary feet; Such proofs of love divine, 157. "The unsearchable riches of Christ." Oh, may his love-immortal flame!— 2. His love, what mortal thought can reach !| In wonder dies away. 3. Dear Lord, while we, adoring, pay Our humble thanks to thee, 1. BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb, And harps of sweeter sound. He loves to hear our praise. 4 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, 5 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood, Hast set the prisoners free, Hast made us kings and priests to God, Doxology. LET God the Father, and the Son, And Spirit, be adored, Where there are works to make him known |