ASCENSION DAY. 1 PSALM XLVII. xxi. 218 Psalm xxiv. L. M. OUR LORD is risen from the dead, MESSIAH is gone up on high; 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold th' etherial scene; 4 Who is the King of glory, who? The LORD, who all our foes o'ercame; The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew. And JESUS is the Conqu'ror's name. 5 Lo! His triumphal chariot waits, 6 Who is the King of glory, who? The LORD of glorious pow'r possest ; The King of saints and angels too, GOD over all, for ever blest!" 1 A WAKE, my soul, and grateful sing Th' ascended SAVIOUR's love: Sing how he lives to carry on His people's cause above. With cries and tears He offer'd up His humble suit below; 3 For all that come to God by Him, Points to their names upon His breast, 4 Eternal life, at His request, 5 Founded on right, Thy prayer avails, And now Thou in Thy kingdom art, 6 Let the sweet incense of Thy prayer And as its virtue, so my praise "SUNDAY AFTER ASCENSION DAY, PSALM XCIII. 220 bat jẹ M. The delights, the heav'nly joys, The glories of the place, Where JESUS sheds the brightest beams 2 Sweet majesty and awful love While all the glorious ranks above 3 Hosanna to our conq'ring King! Ten thousand thousand glories wait, 4 Arch-angels sound His lofty praise 5 That ever blest majestic head, 6 This is th' eternal Son of God, But when our eyes behold His face, 7 Now to the LAMB, that once was slain, Psalm 1xviii, C. 9 1 'L IFT up your eyes to th' heav'nly seats, Where your REDEEMER stays; Kind intercessor, there He sits, de And loves, and pleads, and prays. 2 'Twas well my soul, He died for thee, And shed His vital blood; Appeas'do sternl justice on the treesion A & And then arose to God.on sad dk # Camel de 5989 971, 2901 mo ust quod 3 Petitions now and praise may rise, And saints their off'rings bring; The Priest with His own sacrifice Presents them to the King. gnols He 997. sitt g 4 Ten thousand praises to the King," Hosanna in the high'st! T ST & Ten thousand thanks our spirits bring treonɔ yaoi bus xge mental sem Extracted from the Ordination Office. L. M. 1OME HOLY GHOST, our souls inspire, And lighten with oelestial fire. Thou the anointing spirit art, Who dost 'Thy sev'n-fold gifts impart. 1 2 Thy blessed unction from above, The dulness of aur blinded sight. arw 1°0 :boold laty sit bade tu 3 Anoinbandschear our soiled faces ng A With the abundance of Thy grace♫ A Keep far our foes, give peace at home! Where Thou art guide, no ill can come o venind said to nigt eine bu A 4 Teach us to know the FATHER, SON,T And Thee, of both, to be but one 32919That through the ages all along, This, this may be our endless song freideid silt of marzeli T A 5 Praise Gop, from whom all blessings flow, |