4 Who is the King of Glory, who?

The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame,
The world, sin, death, and hell o’erthrew,

And Jesus is the Conqueror's name. 5 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits,

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

Ye everlasting doors, give way. 6 Who is the King of Glory, who?

The Lord, of glorious power possessid,
The King of saints and angels too,

God over all, for ever blest."

222 His right hand and his holy arm hath gotten [D.8s. 7s.

him the victory. - Ps. xcviii. 1. 1 SEE the Conqueror mounts in triumph, see the

King in royal state, Riding on the clouds his chariot, to his heavenly

palace gate; Hark, the choirs of angel voices joyful Hallelu

jahs sing, And the portals high are lifted, to receive their

heavenly King 2 Who is this that comes in glory, with the

trump of jubilee? Lord of battles, God of armies, he has gain'd

the victory; He who on the cross did suffer, he who from

the grave arose, He has vanquish'd sin and Satan, he bv death

has spoil'd his foes. 3 While he raised his hands in blessing, he was

parted from his friends ; While their eager eyes behold him, he upon

the clouds ascends ;

He who walk'd with God and pleased him,

preaching truth and doom to come, He, our Enoch, is translated to his everlasting

home. 4 Now our heavenly Aaron enters, with his blood,

within the veil ; Joshua now is come to Canaan, and the kings

before him quail : Now he plants the tribes of Israel in their pro

mised resting-place; Now our great Elijah offers double portion of

his grace.

5 Thou hast raised our human nature in the

clouds to God's right hand, There we sit in heavenly places, there with thee

in glory stand; Jesus reigns adored by angels; man with God

is on the throne; Mighty Lord, in thine ascension, we by faith behold our own.

PART II. 1 Holy Ghost, Illuminator, shed thy beams upon

our eyes; Help us to look up with Stephen, and to see

beyond the skies, Where the Son of man in glory standing is at

God's right hand, Beckoning on his martyr army, succouring his

faithful band. 2 See him, who is gone before us, heavenly man

sions to prepare, See him, who is ever pleading for us, with

prevailing prayer; See him, who with sound of trumpet, and with

his angelic train, Summoning the world to judgment, on the

clouds will come again.

3 Raise us up from earth to heaven, give us wings

of faith and love, Gales of holy aspirations wafting us to realms

above; That, with hearts and minds uplifted, we with

Christ our Lord may dwell, Where he sits enthroned in glory in his heavenly

citadel. 4 So at last, when he appeareth, we from out our

graves may spring, With our youth renew'd like eagles, flocking

round our heavenly King, Caught up on the clouds of heaven, and may

meet him in the air, Rise to realms where he is reigning, and may

reign for ever there. The following Doxology may be sung at the end of

either part. Glory be to God the Father ; glory be to God

the Son, Dying, risen, ascending for us, who the hea

venly realm has won; Glory to the Holy Spirit; to One God in Per

sons Three, Glory both in earth and heaven, glory, endless

glory be. Amen.

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the heavens.—Heb. iv, 14.
1 WHERE high the heavenly temple stands,

The house of God not made with hands,
A great High Priest our nature wears,

The guardian of mankind appears,
2 He, who for men their Surety stood,

And pour'd on earth his precious blood,
Pursues in heaven his mighty plan,
The Saviour and the Friend of man.

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3 Though now ascended up on high,

He bends on earth a brother's eye;
Partaker of the human name,

He knows the frailty of our frame. 4 Our fellow-sufferer yet retains

A fellow-feeling of our pains;
And still remembers in the skies

His tears, his agonies, and cries.
5 In every pang, that rends the heart,

The Man of Sorrows had a part;
He sympathizes with our grief,

And to the sufferer sends relief.
6 With boldness, therefore, at the throne,

Let us make all our sorrows known;
And ask the aids of heavenly power
To help us in the evil hour.

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224 He that descended is the same also that as.

conded up far above all heavens, that he

might fill all things.-Eph. iv. 10. 1 Thou art gone up on high

To mansions in the skies,
And round thy throne unceasingly

The songs of praise arise.
But we are lingering here,

With sin and care oppress’d;
Lord, send thy promised Comforter,

And lead us to thy rest.
2 Thou art gone up on high :

But thou didst first come down,
Through earth's most bitter agony
To

pass unto thy crown:
And girt with griefs and fears

Our onward course must be ;
But only let that path of tears

Lead us at last to thee.

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Thou art gone up on high :

But thou shalt come again
With all the bright ones of the sky

Attendant in thy train.
O by thy saving power

So make us live and die,
That we may stand, in that dread hour,

At thy right hand on high.

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And on his head were many crowns.

Rev. xix. 12.

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1 Crown him with many crowns,

The Lamb upon his throne;
Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns

All music but its own :
Awake, my soul, and sing

Of him who died for thee,
Aud hail him as thy matchless King

Through all eternity.
2 Crown him the Virgin's Son,

The God Incarnate born,
Whose arm those crimson trophies won

Which now his brow adorn :
Fruit of the mystic Rose,

True branch of Jesse's stem;
The Root whence mercy ever flows,

The Babe of Bethlehem.
3 Crown him the Lord of love

Behold his hands and side,
Those wounds yet visible above

In beauty glorified:
No angel in the sky

Can fully bear that sight,
But downward bends his wondering eye

At mysteries so bright.