364.

"I am the first and the last.... he that liveth and was dead." Rev. i. 17, 18. L. M.

1 WHAT mysteries in our Lord combine! Jesus, once mortal, yet Divine;

The first, the last; the end, the head;
The source of life among the dead.

2 Oh love beyond the stretch of thought!
What matchless wonders hath it wrought!
The Lord of life gave up His breath!
The Ever-living bowed to death!

3 Hail, royal Conqueror o'er the grave,
Tender to pity, strong to save!

The keys of death with Thee remain,
Worthy o'er life and death to reign!

365. "Who is this that cometh from Edom?"

Isa. lxiii. 1-7. P. M.

1 "WHO is this that comes from Edom,"
All His raiment stained with blood;
To the slave proclaiming freedom;
Bringing and bestowing good?
Glorious in the garb He wears;
Glorious in the spoils He bears.
2 'Tis the Saviour, now victorious,
Travelling onward in His might.
"Tis the Saviour; Oh, how glorious
To His people is the sight!
Jesus now is strong to save;
Mighty to redeem the slave.

3 Why that blood His raiment staining?
"Tis the blood of many slain.
Of His foes, there's none remaining;
None the contest to maintain.
Fallen they are, no more to rise:
All their glory prostrate lies.

4 This the Saviour has effected
By His mighty arm alone.
See the throne for Him erected:
'Tis an everlasting throne.
'Tis the great reward He gains;
Glorious fruit of all His pains.
5 Mighty Victor! reign for ever:
Wear the crown so dearly won.
Never shall Thy people, never

Cease to sing what Thou hast done.
Thou hast fought Thy people's foes:
Thou hast healed Thy people's woes.

366.

"And he shall reign for ever and ever." Rev. xi. 15.

P.M.

1 LOOK, ye saints! the sight is glorious: See the Man of sorrows now,

From the fight returned victorious.
Every knee to Him shall bow.
Crown Him, crown Him:
Crowns become the victor's brow.

2 Crown the Saviour, angels! crown Him.
Rich the trophies Jesus brings.
In the seat of power enthrone Him,
While the vault of heaven rings.
Crown Him, crown Him:

Crown the Saviour, King of kings!

3 Sinners in derision crowned Him,
Mocking thus the Saviour's claim.
Saints and angels crowd around Him,
Own His title, praise His name.
Crown Him, crown Him:
Spread abroad the victor's fame.
4 Hark, those bursts of acclamation!
Hark, those loud triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the highest station :
Oh, what joy the sight affords!
Crown Him, crown Him,

King of kings, and Lord of lords.

367."For Christ is not entered into the holy places made with hands, . . but into heaven itself.” Heb.ix.24. P.M.

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THE atoning work is done;

The victim's blood is shed;

And Jesus now is gone

His people's cause to plead :

He stands in heayen their great High-Priest,
And bears their names upon His breast.
No temple made with hands,
His place of service is:

In heaven itself He stands,-
A heavenly priesthood His.

In Him the shadows of the law

Are all fulfilled, and now withdraw.

And though a while He be

Hid from the eyes of men,

His people look to see

Their great High-Priest again:

In brightest glory He will come,
And take His waiting people home.

368.

"When the Lord Jesus shall be revealed from heaven with his mighty angels." 2 Thess. i. 7. L. M.

1 THE Lord shall come! the earth shall

quake ;

The mountains to their centre shake;
And, withering from the vault of night,
The stars shall pale their feeble light.

2 The Lord shall come! but not the same As once in lowliness He came ;

A silent Lamb before His foes,
A weary man, and full of woes.

3 The Lord shall come! a dreadful form,
With rainbow wreath and robes of storm,
On cherub wings and wings of wind,
Appointed Judge of all mankind.

4 Can this be He, who wont to stray
A pilgrim on the world's highway,
Oppressed by power, and mocked by pride,
The Nazarene, the Crucified?

5 While sinners in despair shall call,
"Rocks, hide us; mountains, on us fall!"
The saints, ascending from the tomb,
Shall joyful sing, "The Lord is come!"

369.

"The kingdoms of this world are become the kingdoms of our Lord, and of his Christ. Rev. xi. 15. L. M.

1 HE comes! He comes! the Judge severe ! The seventh trumpet speaks Him near: His lightnings flash, His thunders roll: How welcome to the faithful soul !

2 From heaven angelic voices sound:
See the Almighty Jesus crowned,
Girt with omnipotence and grace,
And glory decks the Saviour's face.
3 Descending on His glorious throne,
He claims the kingdoms for His own:
The kingdoms all obey His word,
And hail Him their triumphant Lord.
4 Shout, all ye people of the sky,
And all ye saints of God Most High!
Jesus, who now His right obtains,
For ever and for ever reigns!

370. “Behold, he cometh with clouds." Rev. i.7.

P. M.

1 LO! He comes with clouds descending, Once for favoured sinners slain ! Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of His train: Hallelujah!

Jesus comes, and comes to reign. 2 Every eye shall then behold Him, Robed in dreadful majesty.

Those who set at naught and sold Him,
Pierced and nailed Him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,

Shall the true Messiah see.

3 When the solemn trump has sounded, Heaven and earth shall flee away. All who hate Him must, confounded, Hear the summons of that day: "Come to judgment!"

Come to judgment! come away."