DESCRIBING DEATH.

Jesus Christ, our dying Lord, He for us the fight hath won. 2 Lo! the prisoner is released,

Lightened of his fleshly load; Where the weary are at rest, He is gathered into God; Lo! the pain of life is past,

All his warfare now is o'er, Death and hell behind are cast, Grief and suffering are no more.

3 Yes, the Christian's course is run, Ended is the glorious strife; Fought the fight, the work is done, Death is swallowed up of life! Borne by angels on their wings, Far from earth the spirit flies, Finds his God, and sits and sings, Triumphing in Paradise.

4 Join we then, with one accord, In the new, the joyful song; Absent from our loving Lord

We shall not continue long; We shall quit the house of clay, We a better lot shall share, We shall see the realms of day, Meet our happy brother there. 5 Let the world bewail their dead, Fondly of their loss complain, Brother, friend, by Jesus freed, Death to thee, to us, is gain; Thou art entered into joy:

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Let the unbelievers mourn; We in songs our lives employ, Till we all to God return.

[ ARK! a voice divides the sky, In the Lord who sweetly die, They from all their toils are freed; Them the Spirit hath declared Blest, unutterably blest; Jesus is their great reward, Jesus is their endless rest.

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2 Followed by their works, they go Where their Head hath gone before; Reconciled by grace below,

Grace hath opened mercy's door; Justified through faith alone,

Here they knew their sins forgiven, Here they laid their burden down, Hallowed, and made meet for Heaven. 3 Who can now lament the lot

Of a saint in Christ deceased? Let the world, who know us not, Call us hopeless and unblest: When from flesh the spirit freed Hastens homeward to return, Mortals ery," A man is dead!" Angels sing," A child is born!"

4 Born into the world above,

5 Angels catch the approving sound, Bow, and bless the just award; Hail the heir with glory crowned, Now rejoicing with his Lord: Fuller joys ordained to know,

Waiting for the general doom, When the archangel's trump shall blow, " Rise, ye dead, to judgment come!"

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They our happy brother greet, Bear him to the throne of love, Place him at the Saviour's feet; Jesus smiles, and says," Well done, Good and faithful servant thou; Enter, and receive thy crown, Reign with me triumphant now."

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And shout our solemn joys; Cause of highest raptures this, Raptures that shall never fail, See a soul escaped to bliss, Keep the Christian festival! 2 Our friend has gone before To that celestial shore;

He hath left his mates behind, He hath all the storms outrode; Found the rest we toil to find, Landed in the arms of God.

3 And shall we mourn to see Our fellow- prisoner free?

Free from doubts, and griefs, and fears, In the haven of the skies! Can we weep to see the tears

Wiped for ever from his eyes?

4 No, dear companion, no! We gladly let thee go, From a suffering church beneath, To a reigning church above: Thou hast more than conquered death; Thou art crowned with life and love. 5 Thou, in thy youthful prime,

Hast leaped the bounds of time, Suddenly from earth released; Lo! we now rejoice for thee, Taken to an early rest, Caught into eternity.

6 Thither may we repair, That glorious bliss to share! We shall see the welcome day, We shall to the summons bow; Come, Redeemer, come away, Now prepare, and take us now.

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A Funeral Hymn. YLORY be to God on high,

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God in whom we live and die, God, who guides us by his love, Takes us to his throne above! Angels that surround his throne Sing the wonders he hath done, Shout, while we on earth reply, Glory be to God on high!

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2 God of everlasting grace, Worthy thou of endless praise, Thou hast all thy blessings shed On the living and the dead; Thou wast here their sure defence, Thou hast borne their spirits hence, Worthy thou of endless praise, God of everlasting grace.

3 Thanks be all ascribed to thee, Blessing, power, and majesty, Thee, by whose almighty name They their latest foe o'ercame;

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