M ELEOURN Port Tune .

Christ is our all-sufficient good,
In him we live and move;
Our health of soul and heavenly food
Spring from his boundless love.

He conquer'd death, and burst the grave,
And spoil'd infernal pow'r;
When, G OD O MNIPOTENT TO SAVE ,
He rose, to die no more.

Now Lord of heav'n and earth he reigns,
As King of Glory crown'd;
And all the bright celestial plains
With his high praise resound.

O! wretched earth, how poor wert thou
If Christ were there confin'd!
But will the Lord of Glory bow
His heav'ns to bless mankind?

Yes, from his lofty throne above
He sends his Spirit down,
To overcome his foes by love,
And raise them to a crown!

From the bright gospel car, he waves
His strong two-edged sword;
And conquers every soul he saves
By his triumphant word.

Mercy, free mercy, is our song
When once we hear his voice;
Peace, like a river, flows along,
We drink, and we rejoice.