113 OF JESUS CHRIST. Glad tidings of great joy. C. M. WHALEhted on the ground, WHILE shepherds watch'd their flocks bynight, The angel of the Lord came down, 2 Fear not, said he, (for mighty dread 3 To you, in David's town, this day The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord; 4 The heavenly babe you there shall find All meanly wrapp'd in swathing-bands, 5 Thus spake the seraph: and forthwith Of angels, praising God on high, All glory be to God on high, Good-will henceforth, from heaven to men, 114 9th P. M. 87, 87. Peace on earth-good-will to men. HSweetly sounding through the skies! Lo! the' angelic host rejoices; 2 Listen to the wondrous story, Glory be to God most high! 3 Peace on earth, good-will from heaven, 115 15th P. M. 11 9, 11 9. Christmas-day. ALL hail! happy day, When, enrobed in our clay, The Redeemer appear'd upon earth; To unite in the strain, And to hail our Immanuel's birth! 2 Ye angels of God, Sound his praises abroad, And acknowledge him JAH, the I AM : We also will join In a hymn so divine, Giving glory to God and the Lamb! 30 may the return Of this once blessed morn All our voices shall raise; 4 Let echo prolong Whom the nations desire, And to him we devote the glad strain. 116 Glory to God in the highest. C. M. MORTALS, awake, with angels join, And chant the solemn lay; Joy, love, and gratitude combine, 2 In heaven the rapt'rous song began, Through all the shining legions ran, 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo roll'd; The theme, the song, the joy, was new,"Twas more than heaven could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky 5 With joy the chorus we repeat,- Good-will and peace are now complete- 6 Hail, Prince of life, forever hail! 7 Hark! the cherubic armies shout, Good-will and peace are heard throughout The' harmonious heavenly throug. 117 BRIG 30th P. M. 11 10. 11 10. The star in the East. RIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where the infant Redeemer is laid.. 2 Cold, on his cradle, the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore him, in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour, of all.. 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation; 118 C. M. Design and object of His advent. [ARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes, HAR, the Sur, promised long Let every heart prepare a throne, 2 He comes, the pris'ner to release, The gates of brass before him burst, 8 He comes, from thickest films of vice And on the eyes oppress'd with night 4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, And, with the treasures of his grace, 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace, 119 8th P. M. 87, 87, 47. Worship the new-born Saviour. Awing your flight o'er all the earth; NGELS, from the realms of glory, Ye who sang creation's story, Worship Christ, the new-born king. 2 Shepherds, in the field abiding, 4 Saints, before the altar bending, Worship Christ, the new-born king. 5 Sinners, wrung with true repentance, Worship Christ, the new-born king. |