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God of everlasting love,

One in coeternal Three, All the shining Hosts above

Give unceasing praise to Thee : So we worship Thee and cry, Glory be to God on high.

Amen.

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BOUND upon the accursed tree,
Faint and bleeding, who is He?
By the eyes so pale and dim,
Streaming blood and writhing limb,
By the flesh with scourges torn,
By the crown of twisted thorn,
By the side so deeply pierced,
By the baffled burning thirst,
By the drooping death-dew'd

brow, Son of Man! 'tis Thou, 'tis Thou.

Bound upon the accursed tree,
Dread and awful, who is He?
By the sun at noon-day pale,
Shivering rocks, and rending veil,
By earth that trembles at His doom,
By yonder saints who burst their tomb,
By Eden, promised ere He died
To the felon at His side,
Lord! our suppliant knees we bow,
Son of God ! 'tis Thou, 'tis Thou.

Bound
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the accursed tree,
Sad and dying, who is He ?
By the last and bitter cry,
The ghost given up in agony;

By the lifeless body laid
In the chamber of the dead;
By the mourners come to weep,
Where the bones of Jesus sleep;
Crucified! we know Thee now,
Son of Man! 'tis Thou, 'tis Thou.
Bound upon the accursed tree,
Dread and awful, who is He?
By the prayer for them that slew,
“ Lord! they know not what they do!"
By the spoild and empty grave,
By the souls He died to save,
By the conquest He hath won,
By the saints before His throne,
By the rainbow round His brow,
Son of God! 'tis Thou, 'tis Thou.

EASTER.

62.

C.M. SINCE Christ, our passover, is slain,

A sacrifice for all,
Let all with thankful hearts agree

To keep the festival :
Not with the leaven, as of old,

Of sin and malice fed ;
But with unfeign'd sincerity,

And truth's unleaven'd bread.
Christ, being raised by power divine,

And rescued from the grave,
Shall die no more ; death shall on Him,

No more dominion have.

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For that He died, 'twas for our sins

He once vouchsafed to die;
But that He lives, He lives to God

For all eternity.
So count yourselves as dead to sin,

But graciously restored,
And made henceforth alive to God,

Through JESUS CHRIST our Lord.

63:

78.

JESUS CHRIST is risen to-day,
Our triumphant holy day;
Who did once, upon the cross,
Suffer to redeem our loss.

Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!

Hymns of praise then let us sing Hallelujah! Unto Christ our heavenly King; Hallelujah! Who endured the cross and grave, Hallelujah! Sinners to redeem and save. Hallelujah!

But the pains which He endured
Our salvation have procured ;
Now above the sky He's King,
Where the angels ever sing

Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!

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He is risen, He is risen !

Tell it with a joyful voice,
He has burst His three days' prison,

Let the whole wide earth rejoice :
Death is conquer'd, man is free,
Christ has won the victory.

Come, ye sad and fearful-hearted,

With glad smile and radiant brow; Lent's long shadows have departed,

All His woes are over now; And the passion that He bore, Sin and pain, can vex no more.

Come, with high and holy hymning,

Chant our Lord's triumphant lay;
Not one darksome cloud is dimming

Yonder glorious morning ray,
Breaking o'er the purple East;
Brighter far our Easter feast.
He is risen, He is risen!

He has oped the eternal gate ;
We are free from sin's dark prison,

Risen to a holier state;
And a brighter Easter beam
On our longing eyes shall stream.

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Blow ye the trumpet, blow;

The gladly solemn sound
Let all the nations know,

To earth's remotest bound;
The year of jubilee is come ;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

JESUS, our great High Priest,

Has full atonement made ;
Ye weary spirits, rest;

Ye mournful souls, be glad :
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

Extol the Lamb of God,

The all-atoning Lamb;
Redemption by His blood

Through all the world proclaim.
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

Ye who have sold for nought

Your heritage above,
Receive it back unbought,

The gift of Jesus' love :
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

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THE happy morn is come:

Triumphant o'er the grave
The Saviour leaves the tomb,

Omnipotent to save :
Captivity is captive led,
For Jesus liveth, who was dead.

Who now accuseth them

For whom their Surety died ?
Who shall their souls condemn

Whom God hath justified ?
Captivity is captive led,
For JESUS liveth, who was dead.

Christ hath the ransom id;

The glorious work is done; On Him our help is laid ;

By Him our victory won : Captivity is captive led,

For Jesus liveth, who was dead.

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