d 7 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood;
Hast set the prisoners free:

Hast made us kings and priests to God;
And we shall reign with thee!

grace

g 8 The worlds of nature and of
Are put beneath thy power:
Then shorten these delaying days,
And bring the promised hour.

HYMN 2. L. M.

Castle Street. [*]

The Deity and Humanity of Christ.

John i. 1, 3, 14;

Col. i. 16; and Eph. iii. 9, 10.

ERE the blue heavens were stretched abroad,

From everlasting was the Word;

With God he was; the Word was God!

And must divinely be adored.

2 By his own power were all things made;
By him supported, all things stand:
He is the whole creation's head,
And angels fly at his command.

3 [Ere sin was born, or Satan fell,
He led the host of morning stars:
Thy generation who can tell,

Or count the number of thy years?]

p 4 But lo, he leaves those heavenly forms
The Word descends and dwells in clay :
That he may hold converse with worms,
Dressed in such feeble flesh as they.
o 5 Mortals with joy beheld his face,
Th' eternal Father's only Son;

e How full of truth! how full of grace!
When through his eyes the Godhead shone !

g 6 Archangels leave their high abode,
To learn new mysteries here, and tell
The love of our descending God,-
The glories of Immanuel.

HYMN 3. S. M. St. Thomas's.

[*]

The Nativity of Christ. Luke i. 30, &c. Luke ii. 10

1 BThe promise is fulfilled!

EHOLD, the grace appears!

Mary, the wondrous virgin, bears,
And Jesus is the child!

2 [The Lord, the highest God,
Calls him his only Son:

He bids him rule the lands abroad,
And gives him David's throne.
3 O'er Jacob shall he reign,
With a peculiar sway:

The nations shall his grace obtain,
His kingdom ne'er decay.]

4 To bring the glorious news,
A heavenly form appears;
He tells the shepherds of their joys,
And banishes their fears.

5" Go, humble swains," said he,
"To David's city fly;
“The promised Infant, born to-day,
"Does in a manger lie.

6" With looks and hearts serene, "Go visit Christ, your King: —And straight a flaming troop was seen; The shepherds heard them sing :

07 "Glory to God on high!

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"And heavenly peace on earth; "Good will to men, to angels joy, "At the Redeemer's birth.'

8 [In worship so divine,

Let saints employ their tongues;
With the celestial host we join,
And loud repeat their

songs;

9 "Glory to God on high!

"And heavenly peace on earth; "Good will to men, to angels joy, "At our Redeemer's birth."]

HYMN 4. Referred to 2d Psalm.

HYMN 5. C.M. Canterbury. Isle of Wight.[b]

1

Submission to afflictive Providence. Job i. 21.

AKED, as from the earth we came,
And crept to life at first,

We to the earth return again,

And mingle with our dust.

e 2 The dear delights we here enjoy,

And fondly call our own,

Are but short favours borrowed now,

To be repaid anon.

-3 'Tis God, who lifts our comforts high,
Or sinks them in the grave;

He gives-and (blessed be his name!)
He takes but what he gave.

a 4 Peace, all our angry passions, then,
Let each rebellious sigh

Be silent at his sovereign will,
And every murmur die.

o 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives,
Its praises shall be spread;

e And we'll adore the justice too, That strikes our comforts dead.

HYMN 6. C. M.

Sunday. [*1

Triumph over Death. Job xix. 25, 27.

e1 [GREAT God, I own the sentence just,

And nature must decay;

p I yield my body to the dust,

To dwell with fellow clay.

-2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave, And trample on the tombs;

o My Jesus, my Redeemer, lives,

My God, my Saviour comes.

o 3 The mighty Conqueror shall appear,
High on a royal seat;

And Death, the last of all his foes,
Lie vanquished at his feet.

e 4 Though greedy worms devour my skin,
And gnaw my wasting flesh;
-When God shall build my bones again,
He'll clothe them all afresh.

o 5 Then shall I see thy lovely face,
With strong, immortal eyes;
And feast upon thy unknown grace,
With pleasure and surprise.]

HYMN 7. C. M. Sunday. [*]

Invitation of the Gospel. Isa. lv. 1, 2, &c. JET every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice!

The trumpet of the gospel sounds,

With an inviting voice:

o 2 Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls, Who feed upon the wind,

e And vainly strive, with earthly toys, To fill an empty mind:

o 3 Eternal wisdom has prepared A soul-reviving feast;

e

And bids your longing appetites
The rich provision taste.

4 Ho! ye who pant for living streams,
And pine away, and die;

o Here you may quench your raging thirst,
With springs that never dry.

o 5 Rivers of love, and mercy here,
In a rich ocean join;
Salvation, in abundance, flows,
Like floods of milk and wine.
d 6 (Ye perishing and naked poor,
Who work with mighty pain,
To weave a garment of your own,
That will not hide your sin ;-
7 Come naked-and adorn your souls
In robes prepared by God;

Wrought by the labours of his Son,
And dyed in his own blood.)

e 8 (Dear God! the treasures of thy love
Are everlasting mines;
Deep as our helpless miseries are,
And boundless as our sins!)

o 9 The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open night and day:
-Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.

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HYMN 8. C. M. Mear. [*] The Safety of the Church. Isa. xxvi. 1, 6.

H Where we adoring stand;

[OW honourable is the place,

Zion, the glory of the earth,

And beauty of the land!

a 2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend

The city where we dwell;

The walls, of strong salvation made,
Defy th' assaults of hell.

8 3 Lift up the everlasting gates,
The doors wide open fling;

d Enter, ye nations, that obey The statutes of our King.

o 4 Here shall you taste unmingled joys,
And live in perfect peace;

You who have known Jehovah's name,
And ventured on his grace.

o 5 Trust in the Lord, forever trust,
And banish all your fears:

Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells,
Eternal as his years.

d 6 What though the rebels dwell on high?
His arm shall bring them low:
Low as the caverns of the grave,
Their lofty heads shall bow.

7 On Babylon our feet shall tread,
In that rejoicing hour;

The ruins of her walls shall spread
A pavement for the poor.]

HYMN 9. C. M. Zion. [*] Proffered Grace. Isa. lv. 1, 2; Zech. xiii. 1; Mic. vii. 19; Ezek. xxxvi. 25, &c.

e 1 IN vain we lavish out our lives,

To gather empty wind;

The choicest blessings earth can yield,
Will starve a hungry mind.

o 2 Come-and the Lord shall feed, our souls
With more substantial meat;

With such as saints in glory love,
With such as angels eat.

-3 Our God will every want supply,
And fill our hearts with peace;
He gives, by covenant and by oath,
The riches of his grace.

o 4 Come, and he'll cleanse our spotted souls,
And wash away our stains-

e In the dear fountain, that his SonPoured from his dying veins.

5 [Our guilt shall vanish all away, Though black as hell before;