Arise triumphant from the grave, 2 Wrapt in the silence of the tomb Till the revolving skies had brought 3 Hell and the grave combin'd their force And burst their feeble chain. 5 Salvation and immortal praise Let heav'n and earth, and rocks and seas, 6 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, HYMN V. HE hour of my departure's come, I hear the voice that calls me home; At last, O Lord! let trouble cease, And let thy servant die in peace. 2 The race appointed I have run; The combat's o'er, the prize is won; And now my witness is on high, And now my record's in the sky. 3 Not in mine innocence I trust; I bow before thee in the dust; J 1 No. 5. 518 HYMNS. And through my Saviour's blood alone. FINIS. |