2 Once more the sea its wave divides, That we our Lord may follow;

Then o'er the foe in triumph rides,

The hosts of sin to swallow;

For He, who saved us from our doom,
The Lord is risen from the tomb.

Alleluia!

3 The Roman guard in vain shall keep
His dark and silent prison;

No more sad Magdalene shall weep,
For Christ the Lord is risen:

The Saviour, who for sinners bled,
The Lord is risen from the dead.

Alleluia!

4 Then ring, sweet beus, the joy o. earth In Easter hymns to heaven,

And tell the new, immortal Birth

To man by Jesus given;

For our dear Lord is ris'n indeed,

And lives on high to intercede.

Alleluia! Amen.

30.

HARK! THROUGH THE DAWN.

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2 Lift up your heads, O gates of the morning,
Banish the shadows of darkness and night;
See in the East, where glimmers the dawning,
Bursts on the vision a glorious light!
Why is the earth so joyously thrilling,

Why do you quiver, O valley and plain?
Hear the glad news the very air filling,
Christ, the Redeemer, is risen again!

3 Lift up your hearts, O children to meet Him,
Banish the shadows of doubt far away;
Come let us bring bright flowers to greet Him
And offer their praise this glad Easter day!
Hark, to the harps in heav'n still ringing,
Come let us echo the joyous refrain,

Angels of God triumphantly singing,

Christ, the Redeemer, is risen again!

31.

HE STOOD IN THE MIDST. P. M.

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LORTZING.

1. He stood in the midst of His chosen, At Easter He stood at

hands and the feet were seen. And He shewed where the bar-ba-rous

2 He stood as the sun 'mid the planets,
Enriching their orbs with light;
He stood as a captain inspiring

His soldiers to brave the fight;
And He stood as a rose in a garden,
Its ornament and delight.

3 He stood to revive the drooping,
He stood to sustain the frail;
He stood to infuse fresh courage
In those that begin to fail;

As a guide and a help to the pilgrims
Who traverse this tearful vale.

4 In the midst of the Church He standeth, A fountain whence virtue flows;

He lightens, He leads, He pastures,
His sheep by their name He knows;
And wherever His flock He leadeth,
Before them the Pastor goes.

5 In the midst of the fiercest battle
He standeth with succour near;
In the blackest and wildest tempest,

A beacon the tossed to cheer.

I will walk through the valley of shadows; I see Him, and have no fear. Amen.