212 L. M. I know that my Redeemer liveth. Job 19:25. He lives! the great Redeemer lives! What joy the blest assurance gives! And now, before his Father, God, Pleads the full merit of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, And justice armed with frowns appears; But in the Saviour’s lovely face Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 3 In every dark, distressful hour, When sin and Satan join their power, Let this dear hope repel the dart, That Jesus bears us on his heart. 4 Great Advocate, almighty Friend! On him our humble hopes depend; Our cause can never, never fail, For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 213 L. M. Let the whole earth be filled with his glory. Psalm 72:19. Great God! whose universal sway The known and unknown worlds obey, Now give the kingdom to thy Son; Extend his power, exalt his throne. 2 Thy scepter well becomes his hands; All heaven submits to his commands; His justice shall avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. 3 The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, Revive at his first dawning light; And deserts blossom at the sight. 4 The saints shall flourish in his days, Dressed in the robes of joy and praise; Peace, like a river, from his throne Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 214 L. M. The Lord is King. The Lord is King! lift up thy voice, O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice! From world to world the joy shall ring— “The Lord omnipotent is King!” 2 The Lord is King! who then shall dare Resist his will, distrust his care? Holy and true are all his ways: Let every creature speak his praise. 215 L. M. He humbled himself. Phil. 2:8. O Christ! our King, Creator, Lord! Saviour of all who trust thy word! To them who seek thee, ever near, Now to our praises bend thine ear. 2 In thy dear cross a grace is found— It flows from every streaming wound— Whose power our inbred sin controls, Breaks the firm bond and frees our souls! 3 Thou didst create the stars of night: Yet thou hast vailed in flesh thy light— Hast deigned a mortal form to wear, A mortal’s painful lot to bear. 4 When thou didst hang upon the tree, The quaking earth acknowledged thee; When thou didst there yield up thy breath, The world grew dark as shades of death. 5 Now in the Father’s glory high, Great Conqueror, never more to die, Us by thy mighty power defend, And reign through ages without end!