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D G A
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun
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Doth his successive journeys run;
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His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
D G A
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
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1Awake, sweet gratitude, and sing
The ascended Saviour’s love;
Sing how he lives to carry on
His people’s cause above.
2 With cries and tears he offered up
His humble suit below;
But with authority he asks,
Enthroned in glory now.
Chorus:
For all that come to God by him,
Salvation he demands;
Points to their names upon his breast,
And spreads his wounded hands.
4 His sweet atoning sacrifice
Gives sanction to his claim:
“Father, I will that all my saints
Be with me where I am.”
4 Eternal life, at his request,
To every saint is given;
Safety on earth, and, after death,
The plenitude of heaven.
5 Founded on right, thy prayer avails;
The Father smiles on thee;
And now thou in thy kingdom art,
Dear Lord, remember me.
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Intercession. John 17. 24; Heb. 5. 7; 1 John 2.
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Christ the Lord is risen again!
G A D
Christ has broken ev'ry chain!
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Hark, the angels shout for joy,
Bm G D
Singing evermore on high,
He who gave for us His life,
Who for us endured the strife,
Is our Paschal Lamb to-day!
We too sing for joy, and say:
Em - Bm G - D Em - Bm G - D
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Hallelu!
He who bore all pain and loss
Comfortless upon the cross,
Lives in glory now on high,
Pleads for us and hears our cry:
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Hallelu!
A Bm
He who slumber'd in the grave
G D
Is exalted to save;
A Bm
Now throughout the world we sing
G D
That the Lamb is King!
Em Bm G D
The Lamb is King! The Lamb is King!
He whose path no records tell,
Who descended into hell,
Who the strong man arm'd hath bound,
Now in highest heaven is crown'd:
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Hallelu!
Thou our Paschal Lamb indeed,
Christ, to-day Thy people feed;
Take our sins and guilt away,
That we all may sing for thee,
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Hallelu!
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(Psalm 110)
Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne,
And near the Father sit;
In Zion shall thy power be known,
And make thy foes submit.
What wonders shall thy gospel do!
Thy converts shall surpass
The num'rous drops of morning dew,
And own thy sovereign grace.
Jesus our Priest for ever lives
To plead for us above;
Jesus our King for ever gives
The blessings of his love.
God shall exalt his glorious head,
And his high throne maintain;
Shall strike the powers and princes dead
Who dare oppose his reign.
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The Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, 1806
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V1: Christ, whose glory fills the skies;
Christ, the true, the only Light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Triumph over shades of night.
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V2: Dayspring from on high, be near.
Day-star in my heart appear.
Dark and cheerless is the morn,
Unaccompanied by Thee;
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C1: But the Son He Shines, at the Fathers side, And in the darkness, He is
In God with us, by His Spirit;
Comforter and Friend, Comforter and Friend .
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V3: Joyless is the days return,
Till Thy mercy beams I see,
Till they inward light impart,
Glad my eyes, and warm my heart.
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C2: And the Son He Shines, At the Fathers Side,
and in the Darkness; He is
God with Us, By His Spirit, Comforter and Friend… Comforter and Friend.
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Visit then this soul of mine,
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief
Fill me , Radiance divine, Scatter all my unbelief
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TAG: More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day
More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day
Visit then this soul of mine,
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief
Fill me , Radiance divine, Scatter all my unbelief
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1 Lord, enthroned in heavenly splendor,
First begotten from the dead,
You alone, our strong Defender,
Now lift up Your people’s head.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Jesus, true and living Bread!
Jesus, true and living Bread!
Chorus:
Behold the Lamb of God
Who takes ours sins away
Risen, ascended, glorified
We worship you, we worship you
You reign on high, in never ending day
2 Here our humblest homage pay we,
Here in loving reverence bow;
Here for faith’s discernment pray we,
Lest we fail to know You now.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
You are here, we ask not how,
You are here, we ask not how.
3 Paschal Lamb, Your offering, finished
Once for all when You were slain,
In its fullness undiminished
Shall forevermore remain.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Cleansing us from every stain.
Cleansing us from every stain.
Bridge:
Life imparting heavenly Manna,
Smitten Rock with streaming side,
Heaven and earth with loud hosanna
Worship You, the Lamb Who died.
Risen, ascended, glorified!
Risen, ascended, glorified!
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1 And is he removed
Our Master belov’d,
Our heavenly Lord,
Is Jesus again to his heaven restored?
He is gone, he is gone
To his dearly-bought throne;
Vanished out of our sight
To his mansion of pure inaccessible light.
2 Yet still we all share
His happiness there,
The valley pass through,
And our Lord to his heaven of heavens
pursue,
In assurance of hope
The members mount up,
Where Jesus hath led
We follow, and reign with our glorified
head.
3 Our heart is above,
Our treasure and love
Laid up in the sky,
And thither in all our affections we fly:
No longer inclined
To the flesh-pots behind,
The world we forego,
Not a wish, or a passion shall wander
below.
4 Our spirit is flown
To Jesus’s throne,
Our bodies are here,
But wait when our Lord in the clouds
shall appear.
In the clouds he shall come
And take his bride home,
To his banquet above,
To his heavenly fulness of glory and love.
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To-day our Lord went up on high,
And so our songs we raise;
To Him with strong desire we cry
To keep us in His grace,
For we poor sinners here beneath
Are dwelling still 'mid woe and death,
All hope in Him we place.
Hallelujah.
Thank God that now the way is made!
The cherub-guarded door,
Through Him on whom our help was laid,
Stands open evermore;
Who knoweth this is glad at heart,
And swift prepares him to depart
Where Christ is gone before.
Hallelujah.
Our heavenward course begins when we
Have found our Father, God,
And join us to His sons, and flee
The paths that once we trod;
For He looks down, and they look up,
They feel His love, they live in hope,
Until they meet their Lord.
Hallelujah.
Then all the depths of joy that lie
In this day we shall know,
When we are made like Him on high,
Whom we confess below,
When bathed in life's eternal flood
We dwell with Him, the highest Good:
God grant us this to know!
Hallelujah.
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Words: Johann Zwick. Trans. By Catherine
Winkworth.
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Hosannas to the Prince of light,
That clothed himself in clay;
Entered the iron gates of death,
And tore the bars away!
Death no more is the king of dread,
Since our Savior rose;
He took Satan's sting away,
And spoiled our ancient foe.
See how the Conqueror mounts aloft,
And to his Father flies,
With scars of honor in his flesh
And triumph in his eyes.
There our Savior exalted reigns,
Blessings he scatters down;
Jesus sits at the Father's throne
And wears the heavn'ly crown.
Lift up your voice, mortal tongues,
To reach his blessed home
Sweet is the music of your songs
To our incarnate God.
Angels strike your loudest strings,
Sweet your voices raise;
Heaven and all creation sings
To join our Savior's praise!
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1 Jesus, our triumphant Head,
Risen victorious from the dead,
To the realms of glory gone,
To ascend his rightful throne.
2 Cherubs on the Conqueror gaze;
Seraphs glow with brighter blaze;
Each bright order of the sky
Hails him as he passes by.
3 [Saints the glorious triumph meet,
See their enemies at his feet!
By his scars his toils are viewed,
And his garments rolled in blood.]
4 [Heaven its King congratulates;
Opens wide her golden gates;
Angels songs of victory sing;
All the blissful regions ring.]
5 Sinners, join the heavenly powers,
For redemption all is ours;
None but burdened sinners prove
Blood-bought pardon, dying love.
6 Hail, thou dear, thou worthy Lord;
Holy Lamb, incarnate Word!
Hail, thou suffering Son of God!
Take the trophies of thy blood.
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Gadsby Hymnal #490
Words by J. Hart
Christ’s Resurrection and Ascension. Acts 1. 9
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1 How sweet to wait upon the Lord,
While he fulfils his gracious word;
To seek his face, and not in vain,
To be beloved, and love again!
2 To see, while prostrate at his feet,
Jehovah on the mercy-seat;
And Jesus, at the Lord’s right hand,
With his divine atonement stand!
3 “Father,” he cries, “I will that these
Before thee on their bended knees,
For whom my life I once laid down,
Be with me soon on this my throne.”
4 Amen! our hearts with rapture cry,
May we with reverence look so high;
Ascended Saviour, fix our eyes,
By faith upon this glorious prize!
5 With this delightful prospect fired,
We’ll run, nor in thy ways be tired;
And all the trials here we see,
Will make us long to reign with thee.
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1 Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art;
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
2 Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father, I Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
3 Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise,
Thou mine Inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
4 High King of Heaven, my victory won,
May I reach Heaven's joys, O bright Heav'n's Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whate'er befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.
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1. Jesus, my all to heav’n is gone,
Glory Hallelujah;
He whom I fix my hopes upon!
Glory Hallelujah!
Chorus:
I want a seat in Paradise,
Glory Hallelujah!
I love that union never dies,
Glory Hallelujah!
2. His track I see and I’ll pursue,
Glory Hallelujah;
The narrow way till Him I view,
Glory Hallelujah!
3. Lo! glad I come and Thou, dear Lamb,
Glory Hallelujah;
Shalt take me to Thee as I am,
Glory, Hallelujah!.
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F Bb F Gm Bb C F
Hail the day that sees Him rise. Alleluia, Amen.
F Bb F Gm Bb C F
To his throne above the skies. Alleluia, Amen.
Dm C Dm C
Christ, awhile to hell was given; enters now his highest heaven.
F Bb F Gm Bb C Dm Gm Bb C F
Christ has conquered death and sin. Alleluia, Amen. Alleluia, Amen.
See! He lifts his hands above. Alleluia, Amen.
Look! He shows the prints of love. Alleluia, Amen.
Hear! His gracious lips bestow; blessings on his church below.
Christ empowers us his own. Alleluia, Amen. Alleluia, Amen.
There his glorious throne awaits. Alleluia, Amen.
Lift your heads eternal gates. Alleluia, Amen.
Wide, unfolds the radiant scene; take the king of glory in.
Now within his church is seen. Alleluia, Amen. Alleluia, Amen.
There for us his life He pleads. Alleluia, Amen.
Even now he intercedes. Alleluia, Amen.
Never leaving us bereft, Jesus’ Spirit is our rest.
Christ will come the way left. Alleluia, Amen. Alleluia, Amen.
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1Awake, sweet gratitude, and sing
The ascended Saviour’s love;
Sing how he lives to carry on
His people’s cause above.
2 With cries and tears he offered up
His humble prayers below;
But with authority he asks,
Enthroned in glory now.
Chorus:
Awake, sweet gratitude,
awake, sweet gratitude,
and sing the ascended savior's love.
3 For all that come to God by him,
Salvation he demands;
Points to their names upon his breast,
And spreads his wounded hands.
4 His sweet atoning sacrifice
Gives sanction to his claim:
“Father, I will that all my saints
Be with me where I am.”
5 Eternal life, at his request,
To every saint is given;
Safety on earth, and, after death,
The plenitude of heaven.
6 Founded on right, thy prayer avails;
The Father smiles on thee;
And now thou in thy kingdom art,
Dear Lord, remember me.
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Golden harps are sounding, angel voices ring,
Pearly gates are opened, opened for the King:
Christ, the King of glory, Jesus King of love,
Is gone up in triumph to his throne above.
Refrain:
All his work is ended, joyfully we sing:
Jesus hath ascended: Glory to our King!
He who came to save us, he who bled and died,
Now is crowned with glory at his Father's side.
Never more to suffer, never more to die,
Jesus, King of glory, is gone up on high.
Refrain:
Praying for his children in that blessed place,
Calling them to glory, sending them hisgrace;
His bright home preparing, faithful ones for you;
Jesus ever liveth, ever loveth too.
Refrain:
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Lord, when thou didst ascend on high,
Ten thousand angels filled the sky;
Those heav'nly guards around thee wait,
Like chariots that attend thy state.
Not Sinai's mountain could appear
More glorious when the Lord was there;
While he pronounced his dreadful law,
And struck the chosen tribes with awe.
How bright the triumph none can tell,
When the rebellious powers of hell,
That thousand souls had captive made,
Were all in chains like captives led.
Raised by his Father to the throne,
He sent the promised Spirit down
With gifts and grace for rebel men,
That God might dwell on earth again.
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G Em Am D Bm Em C G
Alleluia, sing to Jesus His the scepter His the throne
G Em Am D Bm Em C G
Alleluia, His the triumph, His the victory alone
Bm Em Am D
Hark the songs of peaceful Zion
G Em C D
Thunder like a mighty flood
G C G D Bm C D G
Jesus out of every nation has redeemed us by His blood
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Alleluia not as orphans are we left in sorrow now
Alleluia He is near us; faith believes nor questions how
Though the cloud from sight received Him when the forty days were o’er
Shall our hearts forget His promise, “I am with you evermore”?
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Alleluia, Bread of Heaven,
here on Earth our food, our stay
Alleluia, here the sinful
flee to You from day to day
Intercessor, Friend of sinners,
Earth’s Redeemer, hear our plea
Where the songs of saints and angels
sweep across the crystal sea
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Lo! th'incarnate God, ascended,
Pleads the merit of his blood;
Venture on him, venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude:
None but Jesus,
None but Jesus,
None but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good
Maranatha, we on earth still sing
Come, O Come Lord Jesus, Come.
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