Easter Hymns

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Lockwood, Brooks, 1876 - Easter - 138 pages

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Page 66 - CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day, Sons of men, and angels, say ; Raise your joys and triumphs high ! Sing, ye heavens ! and earth, reply ! 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle won; Lo, our Sun's eclipse is o'er ; Lo, he sets in blood no more.
Page 41 - With thee O let me rise As larks, harmoniously, And sing this day thy victories : Then shall the fall further the flight in me.
Page 67 - 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.
Page 11 - Being with thy deare blood clene washt from sin, May live for ever in felicity: And that thy love we weighing worthily, May likewise love thee for the same againe; And for thy sake, that all lyke deare didst buy, With love may one another entertayne.
Page 51 - Our hearts be pure from evil, That we may see aright The Lord in rays eternal Of resurrection-light ; And, listening to his accents, May hear, so calm and plain, His own " All hail ! " and, hearing, May raise the victor-strain.
Page 27 - At the Lamb's high feast we sing Praise to our victorious King, Who hath washed us in the tide Flowing from His pierced side; Praise we Him, Whose love divine Gives His sacred blood for wine, Gives His body for the feast. Christ the victim, Christ the priest.
Page 79 - Jesus' tomb. 3. Then back to heaven they fly, The joyful news to bear : Hark ! as they soar on high, What music fills the air ! Their anthems say — " Jesus, who bled, Hath left the dead, He rose to-day.
Page 84 - AGAIN the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray, Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pours increasing day.
Page 99 - Glory to God, in full anthems of joy ; The being he gave us, death cannot destroy. Sad were the life we must part with tomorrow, If tears were our birthright, and death were our end ; But Jesus hath cheer'd the dark valley of sorrow, And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend. Lift then your voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die.
Page 84 - O what a night was that which wrapt The heathen world in gloom ! O what a sun, which broke this day, Triumphant from the tomb ! 3...

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