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Mild He lays His glory by,
Born to give them second birth. 26
C.M. 1 W HILE shepherds watched their flocks by
W All seated on the ground, (night,
And glory shone around.
Had seized their troubled mind, “ Glad tidings of great joy I bring
“ To you and all mankind :
« Is born of David's line,
" And this shall be the sign :
- To-human view displayed,
“ And in a manger laid.”
Appeared a shining throng
Addressed their joyful song : 6 “ All glory be to God on high,
“ And to the earth be peace;
“ Begin, and never cease."
11 And join the angelic throng ;
To wake a cheerful song.
And peace on earth is given :
With messages from heaven.
His rising beams adorn ;
“ To us a Child is born."
In highest worlds be paid ;
And by our lives displayed !
1 0 SAVIOUR, whom this holy morn
U Gave to our world below;
And more than mortal woe !
By each temptation tried,
And to redeem us died !
In dangerous wealth we dwell,
And lowly cottage cell !
4 If, pressed by poverty severe,
In envious want we pine,
How poor a lot was Thine !
Preserve us firm and free:
May we rejoice with Thee !
1 CIONS of men, behold from far,
D Hail the long-expected Star!
Kindling darkness into light.
Haste to see your God appear;
Meet Him, manifested there !
Pouring light on mortal eyes ;
Shining to the perfect day !
c. M. 1 NRIGHT was the guiding star that led,
D With mild, benignant ray,
Where the Redeemer lay.
Now points to His abode ;
To lead us to our God.
Its gracious call obey !
The Christian's destined way. 4 O gladly tread the narrow path,
While light and grace are given !
Shall reign with Him in heaven.
1 PRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the D morning!
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning,
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! 2 Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining,
Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore Him in slumber reclining,
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all !
3 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion,
Odours of Edom, and offerings divine ? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the
4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation,
Vainly with gifts would His favour secure; Richer by far is the heart's adoration,
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
LORD, turn not Thy face away
With tears and bitter cry!
2 Thy mercy gates are open wide
To them that mourn their sin;
But let us enter in !
3 We need not to confess our faults,
For surely Thou canst tell;
Thou knowest, Lord, full well: