Then dry your tears, and tune your songs,— 4 With cheerful hope may every saint HYMN 188. L. M. [# or b] Where Jesus bled. 1 FROM tribulation's gloomy vale, Where Jesus bowed, where Jesus bled, The suffering, conquering Lamb of God Shall lift on high his glorious head. 2 For rebel man the Saviour died; For man he burst the rocky tomb, 3 The bow, the sword, the sting of death, HYMN 189. C. M. [b] Fountain opened. 1 THERE is a fountain filled with blood 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day : O may I there, though vile as he, 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood Till all the ransomed of our God 4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream, 5 But when this lisping, stammering tongue HYMN 190. C. M. [bor #] Riches of the Cross. 1 WITH strange surprise the cross I view, 2 Give me the victories of that cross, 3 Riches on earth take wings and fly, I have my treasures placed on high; 4 O had I Gabriel's tongue, to sing HYMN 191. L. M. [#] It is finished. 1 'Tis finished! so the Saviour cried, 2 'Tis finished! all that heaven decreed, 3 'Tis finished! Aaron now no more 4 'Tis finished! let the joyful sound Through heaven, and earth, and sea, and sky. RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. HYMN 192. 7s. M. [#] Christ's Resurrection. 1 ANGELS, roll the rock away; 2 Shout, ye seraphs; Gabriel, raise 3 Heaven unfolds her portals wide; 4 Praise him, ye celestial choirs, HYMN 193. P. M. [#] Resurrection and Glory of Christ. 1 BEHOLD, the bright morning appears, How strong were his tears and his cries! The worth of his blood how divine! How perfect his great sacrifice, Who rose, though he suffered for sin! 2 The Head that was covered with thorns,— The Man who on Calvary died, The Man who bore scourging and scorn, And life has rewarded his pain; This is the true Lamb that was slain. 3 Believing we share in his joy, By faith we partake of his rest; For with him we hope to be blest. HYMN 194. C. M. [#] Sabbath Reflections. 1 THIS day be grateful homage paid, 2 Jesus, the Friend of human kind, |