ed her brow with glory;
Priests her name have deified;

4 But no worship, song, or glory,
Touches like that simple story,--
"Mary stood the cross beside."

5 And when under fierce oppression
Goodness suffers like transgression,
Christ again is crucified.

6 But if love be there, true-hearted,
By no grief or terror parted,
Mary stands the cross beside.

136. 7s. M. Bulfinch.

"It Is Finished."

1 It is finished! glorious word
From thy lips, our suffering Lord!
Words of high, triumphant might,
Ere thy spirit takes its flight.
It is finished! all is o'er;
Pain and scorn oppress no more.

2 Now, no more foreboding dread
Shades the path thy feet must tread;
No more fear, lest in thine hour
Pain should patience overpower;
On the perfect sacrifice
Not a stain of weakness lies.

3 Champion! lay thine armor by;
'Tis thine hour of victory!
All thy toils are now o'erpast;
Thou hast found thy rest at last;
All hath faithfully been done,
And the world's salvation won.

137. P. M. H. Ware.

Easter Hymn.

1 Lift your glad voices in triumph on high,
For Jesus hath risen, and man cannot die.
Vain were the terrors that gathered around him,
And short the dominion of death and the grave;
He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound him,
Resplendent in glory, to live and to save.
Loud was the chorus of angels on high,--
"The Saviour hath risen, and man shall not die."

2 Glory to God, in full anthems of joy;
The being he gave us death cannot destroy.
Sad were the life we must part with to-morrow,
If tears were our birthright, and death were our end;
But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow,
And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend.
Lift, then, your voices in triumph on high,
For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die.

138. 6 & 4s. M. Anonymous.

"Let There Be Light."

1 On earth was darkness spread,
One boundless night;
"Let there be light," God said,--
And there was light!

2 There hung a deeper gloom
O'er quick and dead,