4 Hail the triumphant Lord,
The resurrection thou!
Hail the incarnate Word,
Before thy throne we bow.
Captivity is captive led,

Since Jesus liveth that was dead.

171

LUKE XXIV. 34.-" The Lord is risen indeed."

1 CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day!
Sons of men and angels say;
Raise your joys and triumphs high,
Sing, ye heav'ns-and earth reply.

2 Love's redeeming work is done;
Fought the fight, the battle won;
Lo! the sun's eclipse is o'er;
Lo! he sets in blood no more.

3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal;
Christ hath burst the gates of hell;
Death in vain forbids his rise,
Christ hath open'd Paradise.

4 Lives again our glorious King,
"Where, O death! is now thy sting?"
Once He died, our souls to save;
"Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?"

5 Soar we now where Christ has led,
Following our exalted head;
Made like him, like him we rise,
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies.

172

JOHN 1. 3.-" All things were made by

Him."

1 ALL glory to the eternal Word,
Earth's Lord and King:

All glory to the eternal Word,
Ye angels sing.

Ye sons of earth your tribute bring.
His name

Proclaim,

Jehovah-God-the Lord;

Ever to be adored.
Maker of all,

Before Him prostrate fall.

By every voice, and tribe, and tongue,
For ever and for ever be his praises sung.

2 This green, glad, goodly earth of ours
His hand did frame.

This green, glad, goodly earth of ours
Doth still proclaim

By day and night his wondrous name.
These seas

Are His;

Each mountain-peak that towers,
These clouds with their fresh showers,
These streams that run,

Quick-glancing in the sun,

These tossing woods, these trembling flowers, And all that men call bright in this bright world of ours.

3 All that has life and breath he made,

In earth, sea, sky.

All that has life and breath he made

To swim or fly

To creep or bound; and in his eye,

All good
They stood,

In beauty pure arrayed,

As if they could not fade.
How fair this frame,

How excellent his name,

Who, in the fulness of his love,

Transplanted thus to earth the Paradise above!

173 JOHN I. 16.—“ Of his fulness have all we received, and grace for grace."

1 RICHES immense are in thy hand,
Thou God in whom I trust;
In whom I live, by whom I stand,
Most holy, wise, and just.

2 O how unbounded is thy grace,
How rich, how full, how free!
The needy thou delight'st to raise ;
I'll tell my wants to Thee.

3 I want to fear thy sacred name,
I want to love Thee more;
I want to feel that heavenly flame
Which I have felt before.

4 I want to know myself aright,
To hear what Jesus saith;
I want repentance in thy sight,
I want a stronger faith.

5 I want to have my soul resigned
Submissive to thy will;

I want a meek, and humble mind;
I want my wants to feel.

6 I want a chaste and single eye:
Thy gracious ear incline!
From fulness infinite supply
This empty soul of mine.

7 Through Jesus let these blessings flow,
He bought them with his blood;
Now let a worthless sinner know
Thy promises made good.

174 JOHN IV. 14.-" Whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him, shall never thirst."

1 SWEET was the hour, O Lord, to Thee,
At Sychar's lonely well,

When a poor outcast heard Thee there
Thy great salvation tell.

2 Thither she came; but O, her heart,
All filled with earthly care,

Dream'd not of Thee, nor thought to find
The hope of Israel there.

3 Lord! 'twas Thy power unseen that drew
The stray one to that place,

In solitude to learn from Thee
The secrets of Thy grace.

4 There Jacob's erring daughter found
Those streams unknown before,
The water-brooks of life that make
The weary thirst no more.

5 And, Lord, to us, as vile as she,
Thy gracious lips have told
That mystery of love, reveal'd
At Jacob's well of old.

6 In spirit, Lord, we've sat with Thee
Beside the springing well

Of life and peace-and heard Thee there
Its healing virtues tell.

7 Dead to the world, we dream no more
Of earthly pleasures now;
Our deep, divine, unfailing spring
Of grace and glory, Thou.

175

ANOTHER OF THE SAME.

1 SWEETER, O Lord, than rest to Thee,
While seated by the well,

Was Thine own task of love, to all
Of grace and peace to tell."

2 One thoughtless heart that never knew
The pulse of life before,

There learn'd to love-was taught to sigh,
For earthly joys no more.

3 Friend of the lost, O Lord, in Thee,
Samaria's daughter there

Found One whom love had drawn to earth,
Her weight of guilt to bear.

4 Fair witness of Thy saving grace,
In her, O Lord, we see,

The wandering soul by love subdued,
The sinner drawn to Thee.

5 Through all that sweet and blessed scene, Dear Saviour, by the well,

More than enough the trembler finds,
His guilty fears to quell.