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SUFFERINGS OF CHRIST.
When through the regions of the dead
He passed to reach the crown.
4 Exalted at his Father’s side
Sits our victorious Eord :
To heaven and hell his hands divide
The vengeance or reward.
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Christ (lying and triumphing.
1 I T E dies ! the friend of sinners dies
11 Lo ! Salem’s daughters weep around !
A solemn darkness veils the skies,
A sudden trembling shakes the ground I
2 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two,
For him who groaned beneath your load
He shed a thousand drops for you,
A thousand drops of richer blood,
3 Here’s love and grief beyond degree;
The Lord of glory dies for men !
But lo! what sudden joys we see,
Jesus, the dead, revives again !
4 The rising God forsakes the tomb,
Up to his Father’s court he flies;
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies.
5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high your great Deliv’rer reigns.
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell,
And led the monster death in chains.
6 Say, ‘ Live forever, wondrous King,
Born to redeem and strong to save!’
Then ask the monster, ‘ Where’s thy sting!
And where thy vict’ry, boasting grave ?
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