“ Stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.” Isa. liii. 4.
1 "STRICKEN, smitten and afflicted,"
See him dying on the tree!
"Tis the Christ by man rejected!
Yes, my soul, 'tis he! 'tis he!
"Tis the long expected prophet,
David's son, yet David's Lord;
Proofs I see sufficient of it:
Tis a true and faithful word.
2 Tell me, ye who hear him groaning,
Was there ever grief like his?
Friends through fear his cause disowning,
Foes insulting his distress:
Many hands were rais'd to wound him,
None would interpose to save;
But the awful stroke that found him,
Was the stroke that justice gave.
3 Ye who think of sin but lightly,
Nor suppose the evil great;
Here may view it's nature rightly,
Here it's guilt may estimate.
Mark the sacrifice appointed!
See who bears the awful load;
Tis the WORD, the LORD'S ANOINTED,
Son of man, and Son of God.
4 Here we have a firm foundation;
Here's the refuge of the lost:
Christ's the rock of our salvation:
His the name of which we boast:
Lamb of God for sinners wounded !
Sacrifice to cancel guilt!
None shall ever be confounded
Who on him their hope have built.
"The Lord is risen indeed!" Luke xxiv. 34.
HE Lord is risen indeed,"
And are the tidings true?
Yes, we beheld the Saviour bleed,
And saw him living too.
2 "The Lord is risen indeed,”
Then Justice asks no more;
Mercy and Truth are now agreed,
Who stood oppos'd before.
3 "The Lord is risen indeed,"
Then is his work perform'd;
The captive surely now is freed,
And death, our foe, disarm'd.
4 "The Lord is risen indeed,"
Then hell has lost his prey:
With him is risen the ransom'd seed,
To reign in endless day.'
5"The Lord is risen indeed,"
Attending angels hear;
Up to the courts of heaven, with speed,
The joyful tidings bear.
6 Then take your golden lyres,
And strike each cheerful chord, Join all the bright celestial choirs, To sing our risen Lord.
The Mountain of the Lord's House; or, latter Day Glory. Isaiah ii. 2, &c.
EE that mountain high exalted:
"Tis the mountain of the Lord:
Much exposed and oft assaulted;
Lov'd of God, by man abhorr'd ;
Now it stands above the hills:
Now it's destin'd place it fills.
2 O ye mountains, strong and towering,
Boast no more, nor triumph now:
Zion's head sublimely soaring,
Leaves your summits far below:
Know ye, this is God's own hill;
Here Jehovah loves to dwell.
3 Hark, a cry among the nations!
"Come, and let us seek the Lord:
"Vain our former expectations;
"Vain the idols we ador'd:
"Zion's King is God alone:
"Let us bow before his throne."
4 See! from every quarter flowing,
Joyful crowds assemble round:
Love in every heart is glowing;
Praise is heard in every sound,
While Jehovah shews his face;
Glory fills the sacred place.
5 Weapons meant for mutual slaughter,
Now are instruments of peace.
They who taste the living water,
Learn from war and strife to cease.
Jesus reigns-the earth is still,
All the nations do his will.
"God our Saviour!" Titus, iii. 4. Rev. xix. 16.
O, the infant Saviour lies!
Angels call him only wise;
To his name they join the words-
"King of Kings, and Lord of Lords."
2 See, he stands at Pilate's bar!
Most despis'd of all by far;
Still to him belong the words-
"King of Kings, and Lord of Lords."
3 He who wears the crown of thorns,
He whom man reviles and scorns,
Claims exclusively the words-
"King of Kings, and Lord of Lords."
4 On the cross 'tis still the same;
Never does he yield his claim;
Clear his title to the words-
"King of Kings, and Lord of Lords."
5 Past the conflict of his love;
See, he takes his place above!
On his vesture shine the words---
"King of Kings, and Lord of Lords.”
6 O, ye bright seraphic choirs,
Strike anew your golden lyres!
While ye gaze proclaim the words----
"King of Kings, and Lord of Lords."
7 Join, ye Saints, with heaven agree,
Let the name of Jesus be
Still united to the words,
"King of Kings, and Lord of Lords."
“By whom shall Jacob rise?” Amos. vii. 2.
1 " "BY whom shall Jacob now arise?"
For Jacob's friends are few:
And, (what should fill us with surprise,)
They seem divided too.
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