2 Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens
All above, and makes it fair;
Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens,
Cheers and charms Thy people here.
When we think of Love like Thine,
Lord, we own it Love divine.
3 King of glory, reign forever;
Thine an everlasting crown:
Nothing from Thy Love shall sever
Those whom Thou hast made Thine own;
Happy objects of Thy grace,
Destined to behold Thy face.
4 Savior, hasten Thine appearing;
Bring, O bring the glorious day,
When, the awful summons hearing,
Heaven and earth shall pass away.
Then, with golden harps, we'll sing,
Glory, glory to our King."
1 REJOICE, the Lord is King!
Your Lord and King adore;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore:
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns,
The God of truth and love;
When He had purged our stains,
He took His seat above:
Lift up your heart, &c.
3 His kingdom cannot fail,
He rules o'er earth and heaven:
The keys of death and hell
Are to our Jesus given.
Lift up your heart, &c.
4 He sits at God's right hand,
Till all His foes submit,
And bow to His command,
And fall beneath His feet.
Lift up your heart, &c.
5 He all His foes shall quell,
Shall all our sins destroy;
And every bosom swell
With pure seraphic joy:
Lift up your heart, &c.
6 Rejoice in glorious hope;
Jesus, the Judge, shall come,
And take His servants up
To their eternal home:
We soon shall hear the archangel's voice,
The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice!
Siegesfürst und Ehrenkönig.
1 CONQUERING Prince and Lord most high!
Majesty enthroned in light!
All the heavens before Thee lie,
Far beyond them spreads Thy might.
Shall I fall not at Thy feet,
And my heart with rapture beat,
Now Thy glory is displayed,
Thine ere yet the worlds were made?
2 Far and wide, Thou Heavenly Sun,
Now Thy brightness streams abroad,
And heaven's host anew hath won
Light and gladness from its Lord.
So let earth's remotest end
To Thy righteous sceptre bend:
Make Thy way before Thee plain,
O'er all hearts and spirits reign.
3 Of Thy cup shall I not drink,
Now Thy glories o'er me shine?
Shall my courage ever sink,
Now I know all power is Thine?
I will trust Thee, O my King,
And will fear no earthly thing;
Henceforth will I bow the knee
To no ruler, save to Thee.
4 Lo, Thy presence filleth now
All Thy Church in every place.
To my heart, O enter Thou!
See, it thirsteth for Thy grace.
Come, Thou King of glory, come,
Deign to make my heart Thy home.
There abide and rule alone,
As upon Thy heavenly throne,
5 Parting, Thou dost bring Thy life,
God and heaven, most inly near:
Let me rise o'er earthly strife,
As though still I saw Thee here;
And my heart, transplanted hence,
Strange to earth and time and sense,
Dwell with Thee in heaven even now,
Where our only joy art Thou!
Miss Winkworth. 1858. a.
Tr. Gerhard Tersteegen. 1731.
1 I KNOW that my Redeemer lives!
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, He lives, who once was dead,
He lives, my ever-living Head.
2 He lives to bless me with His Love,
He lives to plead for me above,
He lives my hungry soul to feed,
He lives to help in time of need.
3 He lives to grant me rich supply,
He lives to guide me with His eye,
He lives to comfort me when faint,
He lives to hear my soul's complaint.
4 He lives to silence all my fears,
He lives to wipe away my tears,
He lives to calm my troubled heart,
He lives, all blessings to impart.
5 He lives, and grants me daily breath;
He lives, and I shall conquer death;
He lives, my mansion to prepare;
He lives, to bring me safely there.
6 He lives, all glory to His Name!
He lives, my Jesus, still the same;
O the sweet joy this sentence gives,
I know that my Redeemer lives!
From Samuel Medley.
1 JESUS, my great High Priest,
Offered His Blood and died;
My guilty conscience seeks
No sacrifice beside.
His powerful Blood did once atone,
And now it pleads before the throne.
2 To this dear Surety's hand
Will I commit my cause;
He answers and fulfils
His Father's broken laws.
Behold my soul at freedom set;
My Surety paid the dreadful debt.
3 My Advocate appears
For my defence on high;
The Father bows His ears,
And lays His thunder by.
Not all that hell or sin can say,
Shall turn His heart, His Love away.
4 Should all the hosts of death,
And powers of hell unknown,
Put their most dreadful forms.
Of rage and mischief on,
I shall be safe, for Christ displays
Superior power and guardian grace.
1 ARISE, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears;
Before the throne my Surety stands,
My name is written on His hands.
2 He ever lives above,
For me to intercede;
His all-redeeming Love,
His precious Blood to plead;
His Blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
3 Five bleeding wounds He bears,
Received on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly speak for me;
Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,
Nor let that ransomed sinner die!
4 The Father hears Him pray,
His dear anointed One;
He cannot turn away
The Presence of His Son;
His Spirit answers to the Blood,
And tells me I am born of God.
5 My God is reconciled,
His pardoning voice I hear:
He owns me for His child,
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