2 Patriarchs and priests aspiring, 3 He, the Savior sent by heaven, 4 Lo! He comes, a victim willing, He will, through His precious blood, 5 In our stead Himself He offers, 6 Moses' law no longer rules us, 7 Rent the temple curtain's center, 8 Hence thy King, O Zion, praising, J. A. Freylinghausen, 1714 2 Arise, ye drooping mourners! 3 Arise, ye much afflicted! The King is not afar; Rejoice, ye long dejected! Behold the Morning Star. The Lord will give you joy! Though troubles now distress you, With comfort He will bless you, E'en death He will destroy. 163 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7. M. Prætorius, 1610 I place my self in Je-sus' hands, And there a bide for ev er; No griefs, nojoys, shall loose the bands, Nor our sweet un-ion In those dread days When earth de-cays, Who stays on sev - er; Him, and 2 Wakened by the solemn warning, All the powers of darkness vanish: 3 Lo, the Lamb, so long expected, Comes with pardon down from heaven, 4 So, when next He shines with glory, 5 Honor, glory, might, dominion, |