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HAMPTON HYMNAL.
3 From the dark grave he rose—
The mansion of the dead,
And thence his mighty foes
In glorious triumph led;
Up through the sky I And reigns on high
The conqueror rode, | The Saviour—God
4 From thence he' 11 quickly come—
His chariot will not stay—
And bear our spirits home
To realms of endless day:
There shall we see I And ever be
His lovely face, i In his embrace.
24 (Miles Lane C M.) Perronet. 1789.
1 All hail the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.
2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God,
Who from his altar call;
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown him Lord of all.
3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
Ye ransomed from the fall;
Hail him, who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.
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