THE ASCENSION.

111.
Angels Waiting on Christ
" Det all the angels of God worship him."

Heb. i. (C. M.)
1 THROUGH all his travels here below,

They did his steps attend,
Oft gaz'd, and wondered where at last,

The scene of love would end. % They saw his heart transfix'd with wounds,

With crimson sweat and gore,
They saw him break the bars of death,

Which none e'er broke before.
3 They brought his chariot from above,

To bear him to his throne, Clapp'd their triumphant wings and cried, “The glorious work is done."

HILL'S COLLECTION. 112.

Noblest Music: “The four beasts and tour and twenty elders fell

down before the Lamb, having every one of
them harps, and golden vials full of odoura"

Rev. 5.' (S. M.)
I COME all harmonious tongues,

Your noblest music bring,
'Tis Christ, the everlasting God.

And Christ the man we sing. 2 Alas! the cruel spear

Went deep into his side,
And the rich flood of purple gore

Their murd'rous weapon dyed.

s The waves of swelling grief

Did o'er his bosom roll,
And mountains of Almighty wrath,

Lay heavy on his soul.
4 Down to the shades of death

He bow'd his awful head,
Yet he arose to live and reign,

When death itself was dead.

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Warn.

113. The Triumphal Chariot. " Man hath led captivity captive."-Psa. 08. I LO! his triumphal chariot waits,

And angels chaunt the solemn lay,
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates,

Ye everlasting doors give way. 8 Who is the King of glory? who?

The Lord of glorious power possest,
The King of Saints, and Angels too,
God over all for ever blest.

LADY H. COLLEOTION.

114.

Shouts of Joy.
“Saying, with a loud voice, worthy is tho

Lamb."--Rev. 5.
TO FOR a shout of sacred joy,

To Goil the sov’reign King,
Let every land their tongues employ,

And hymns of triumph sing.
2 Jesus, our God, f.scends on high,

His heavenly guards around,
Attend him rising thro' the sky,

With trumpets joyful sound.

INTERCESSION OF CHRIST.

118.
Christ the High Priest.
“ He ever liveth to make intercession.".

Heb. 7.
I QUR great High Priest we sing,

His dying love adore,
We hail our rising king,

Who lives for evermore.
He only can our wants relieve,

And sinners to the utmost save.
2 Why then indulge despair,

Though sunk in deepest guilt?
We hear his voice declare,

For such his blood was spilt.
In his dear hands my soul I leave,
For he can to the utinost save..

BODEN.

119.

The Golden Altar. “ He offers much incense, with the prayers of all

saints. -Rev. 8. I "TWAS well, my soul, he died for thee,

And shed bis vital blood, Appeas'd stern justice on the tree,

And then arose to God. 2 Petitions now, and praise may rise,

And saints their offerings bring, The priest with his own sacrifice,

Presents them to the king.

3 Jesus alone shall bear my cries,

Up to his Father's throne,
He, dearest Lord, perfumes my sighs,
And sweetens every groan.

WATT

120.

Christ in Heaven. “ In the midst of the elders stood a Lamb, as it

shad been slain."-Rev.5. (P. M.)
1. FIVE bleeding wounds he bears,

Receiv'd on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,

They strongly speak for me.
“ Forgive him, o forgive,” they cry,

“ Nor let that ransom'd sinner die."
2 The Father hears him pray,

His dear anointed one,
He cannot turn away

The presence of his Son.
His spirit answers to the hlood,
And tells me I am born of God.

WESLEY.

121.

Appearing for his Suints
" Christ appears in the presence of God for use

Heb. 9. (L. M.)
1 REPEATED crimes awake our fears

And Justice arm'd with frowns appears But in the Saviour's lovely face,

Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 2 Hence then, ye black despairing thoughts,

Above our fears, above our faults, His powerful intercessions rise,

And guilt recedes, and terror dies.

3 In every dark, distressful hour,

When Sin and Satan join their power,
Let this dear hope, repel the dart,
That Jesus bears us on his heart.

STEELE.

122.
His undisputed Claims.
“ Father, I will, that they may behold my

glory."-Jno. 17. (C. M.) 1 FOR all that come to God by him,

Salvation he demands,
Points to their names upon his breast,

And spreads his wounded hands. 2 His sweet atoning sacrifice,

Gives sanction to his claim, Father I will, that all my saints

Be with me where I am. 3 Eternal life, at his request,

To every saint is given, Safety below, and after death The plenitude of heaven.

i'OPLADY.

123.
His Personal Demands.
W I have prayed for thee."-Luke ll. (L M.).
1 JESUS has shed his vital blood,

To bring my wand'ring soul to God,
And still to manifest his love,

He lives, and pleads for me above. 2 " Father I will” the Sariour cries,

That this poor soul at length may rise,
From all the depths of sin and woe,
The riches of my grace to kuow