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

  3 He lives my hungry soul to feed,
He lives to help in time of need.
  4 He lives, to grant me fresh supply,
He lives to guide me with his eye;
He lives to comfort me when faint,
He lives to hear my soul's complaint.
  5 He lives to silence all my fears,
He lives to stop and wipe my tears;
He lives to calm my troubled heart,
He lives all blessings to impart.
  6 He lives my kind, wise, heav'nly friend,
He lives and loves me to the end;
He lives, and, while he lives, I'll sing,
He lives, my prophet, priest, and king.
  7 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.
  8 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!

HYMN 18. First Part. L.M.
He ascended into heaven.

  1 OUR Lord is risen from the dead,
Our Jesus is gone up on high;
The pow'rs of hell are captive led,
Dragg'd to the portals of the sky.
  2 There his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay;
"Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates,
"Ye everlasting doors, give way!"
  3 Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the radiant scene:

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HYMN 18. First Part. L.M.
He ascended into heaven. (cont.)

  3 He claims those mansions as his right,
Receive the King of glory in.
  4 "is the King of glory, who?"
The Lord that all his foes o'ercame,
The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew,
And Jesus is the conq'ror's name.
  5 Lo! his triumphant chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay,
"Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates?
"Ye everlasting doors give way!"
  6 "Who is the King of glory, who?"
The Lord of boundless pow'r possest,
The King of saints and angels too,
God over all, for ever blest.

HYMN 18. Second Part. L.M.

  1 FAR, far beyond these lower skies,
Up to the glories all his own,
Where we by faith lift up our eyes.
There Jesus, our Forerunner's, gone.
  2 Amidst the shining hosts above,
Where his blest smile new pleasure gives,
Where all is wonder, joy, and love;
There Jesus, our Forerunner, lives.
  3 Before his heav'nly Father's face,
For ev'ry saint he intercedes;
And with infallible success,
There Jesus, our Forerunner, pleads.
  4 We shall, when we in heav'n appear,
His praises sing, his wonders tell;
And with our great Forerunner there,
For ever and for ever dwell.


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