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, _per fugam_, inquire from clef to clef-- And did He rise? And did He rise?-- Hear [the answer], O ye nations! Hear it, O ye dead! Then duet, trio and chorus sing it, successively-- He rose! He rose! He rose! He burst the bars of death, And triumphed o'er the grave! The succeeding thirty-four bars--duet and chorus--take home the sacred gladness to the heart of humanity-- Then, then _I_ rose, * * * * * And seized eternal youth, Man all immortal, hail! Heaven's all the glory, man's the boundless bliss. "YES, THE REDEEMER ROSE." In the six-eight syllable verse once known as "hallelujah metre"--written by Dr. Doddridge to be sung after a sermon on the text in 1st Corinthians noted in the above anthem-- Yes, the Redeemer rose, The Saviour left the dead, And o'er our hellish foes High raised His conquering head. In wild dismay the guards around Fall to the ground and sink away. Lewis Edson's "Lenox" (1782) is an old favorite among its musical interpreters. "O SHORT WAS HIS SLUMBER." This hymn for the song-service of the Ruggles St. Church, Boston, was written by Rev. Theron Brown. O short was His slumber; He woke from the dust; The Saviour death's chain could not hold; And short, since He rose, is the sleep of the just; They shall wake, and His glory behold. * * * * * Dear grave in the garden; hope smiled at its door Where love's brightest triumph was told; Christ lives! and His life will His people restore! They shall wake, and His glory behold. The music is Bliss' tune to Spafford's "When Peace Like a River." Another by the same writer, sung by the same church chorus, is-- He rose! O morn of wonder! They saw His light go down Whose hate had crushed Him under, A King without a crown. No plume, no garland wore He, Despised death's Victor lay, And wrapped in night His glory, That claimed a grander day. * * * * * He rose! He burst immortal From death's dark realm alone, And left its heavenward portal Swung wide for all his own. Nor need one terror seize us To face earth's final pain, For they who follow Jesus, But die to live again. The composer's
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