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HYMN 16. Sixth Part. S.M.
Triumph over death. (cont.)

5	These lively hopes we owe    To Jesus' dying love; We would adore his grace below,    And sing his pow'r above.
6	Dear Lord! accept the praise    Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sound we raise,    With our immortal tongues.

HYMN 16. Seventh Part. C.M.
The prospect of Heaven makes death easy to a Believer.

1	THERE is a land of pure delight,    Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night,    And pleasures banish pain.
2	There everlasting spring abides,    And never-with'ring flow'rs: Death, like a narrow sea, divides    This heav'nly land from ours.
3	Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,    Stand dress'd in living green; So to the Jews old Canaan stood,    While Jordan roll'd between.
4	But tim'rous mortals start and shrink,    To cross this narrow sea; And linger, shiv'ring on the brink,    And fear to launch away.
5	O! could we make our doubts remove,    These gloomy doubts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love,    With unbeclouded eyes!
6	Could we but climb where Moses stood,    And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood    Should fright us from the shore.

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HYMN 17. First Part. L.M.
The resurrection of Christ.

1	'TIS finish'd, the Redeemer cries; Then lowly bows his fainting head: And soon th' expiring sacrifice Sinks to the regions of the dead.
2	'Tis done For men or angels much too great; Which none, but God's eternal Son, Or would attempt, or could complete.
3	'Tis done And a new state of things begun; A kingdom which shall ne'er decay, But shall outlast the circling sun.
4	A new account of time begins; Now our dear Lord resumes his breath, Charg'd with our sorrows and our sins; Our lives to ransom by his death.
5	Once he was dead, but now he reigns, He lives, he lives, he lives again: Let's tell our joys in pious strains, And spread the glory of his name.

HYMN 17. Second Part. L.M.
I know that my Redeemer liveth.

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 triumphant from the grave, He lives eternally to save; He lives all glorious in the sky, He lives exalted there on high.
3	He lives to bless me with his love, He lives to plead for me above;