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4He sits at GOD's Right-hand,
Till all his Foes submit,
And bow to his Command,
And fall beneath his Feet.
Lift up your Heart, lift up your Voice,
Rejoice, again, I say, Rejoice.
5He all his Foes shall quell,
Shall all our Sins destroy,
And every Bosom swell
With pure Seraphic Joy:
Lift up your Heart, lift up your Voice,
Rejoice, again, I say, rejoice.
6Rejoice in Glorious Hope,
Jesus the Judge shall come;
And take his Servants up
To their Eternal Home:
We soon shall hear th' Archangel's Voice,
The Trump of GOD shall sound, Rejoice.
Hymn IX.
1FATHER GOD, we glorify,
Thy Love to Adam's Seed,
Love that gave thy Son to die,
And rais'd Him from the Dead:
Him, for our Offences slain,
That we all might Pardon find,
Thou hast brought to Life again
The Saviour of Mankind.
2By thy own Right-hand of Power
Thou hast exalted Him,
Sent the Mighty Conqueror
Thy People to redeem;
King of Saints, and Prince of Peace,
Him Thou hast for Sinners given,
Sinners from their Sins to bless,
And lift them up to Heaven.
