The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.

2" Fear not," said he, for mighty dread
"Had seiz'd their troubled mind;"
"Glad tidings of great joy I bring
"To you and all mankind.

3 "To you, in David's town, this day,
"Is born of David's line,

"The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord;
"And this shall be the sign.

4 "The heavenly babe you there shall find, "To human view display'd,

"All meanly wrapp'd in swathing bands,
"And in a manger laid."

Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith
Appear'd a shining throng

Of angels praising God, who thus,
Address'd their joyful song

6 All glory be to God on high,

"And to the earth be peace,

"Good will, henceforth, from heav'n to men. Begin, and never cease."

Hymn 99. C. M.

For the New Year.

1 AND now, my soul, another year
Of my short life is past;

I cannot long continue here,
And this may be my last.

2 Much of my dubious life is done,
Nor will return again;

And swift my passing moments run,
The few that yet remain.

3 Awake, my soul, with utmost care,
Thy true condition learn;

What are thy hopes? how sure? how fair?
And what thy chief concern?

4 With the new year, which now begins,
Begin thy race for heaven;
Repent of all thy former sins,
Reform and be forgiven.

5 Devoutly yield thyself to God,
To him thyself commend;
With zeal pursue the heavenly road,
Nor doubt a happy end.

Hymn 100. C. M.

For a New Year's Day.

Reflections on our Waste of Years.

Psalm xc. 9.

1 REMARK, my soul, the narrow bounds

Of the revolving year!

How swift the weeks complete their rounds!
How short the months appear!

2 Sp fast eternity comes on,

And that important day,

When all that mortal life has done,
God's judgment shall survey.

3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass
The swift advancing year;
And study artful ways t' increase
The speed of its career.

4 Waken, O God, my trifling heart,
Its great concern to see;
That I may act the christian part,
And give the year to thee.

5 So shall their course more grateful roll,
If future years arise;

Or this shall bear my smiling soul. -
To joy that never dies.

Hymn 101. 7's.

New Year. Jer. xxviii. 16. 1 Lo! another year has gone! Quickly have the seasons past! This we enter now upon, Will to many prove their last. 2 Some, we now no longer see, Who their mortal race have run, Seem'd as fair for life as we, When the former year begun. 3 Some, (but who, God only knows,) That are here assembled now, Ere the present year shall close, To the stroke of death must bow. 4 If from guilt and sin set free, By the knowledge of thy grace, Welcome then, the call will be, To depart, and see thy face. 5 To thy saints, while here below, With new years new mercies come; But the happiest year they know, Is their last which leads them home.

Hymn 102. L. M.
Redeeming Time.

1 GOD of eternity, from thee

Did infant time its being draw,
Minutes and days and months and years
Revolve by thy unvaried law.

e Silent and slow they glide away,
Steady and strong the current flows,
Till lost in that unmeasur'd sea,
From which its being first arose.
3. The thoughtless sons of Adam's race,
Upon the rapid stream are borne ;

To that unseen, eternal home, From which no travellers return. 4 Yet whilst the shore, on either side, Presents a gaudy, flattering show; We gaze, in fond amazement lost, Nor think to what a world we go. Great source of wisdom, teach our hearts To know the price of ev'ry hour; That time may bear us on to joys, Beyond its measure and its power.

Hymn 103. C. M.

Winter.

1 Now faintly smile day's hasty hours,
The fields and gardens mourn;
Nor ruddy fruits, nor blooming flowers,
Stern winter's brow adorn.

2 Stern winter throws his icy chains,
Encircling nature round;

How bleak, how comfortless the plains,
Late with gay verdure crown'd.

3 The sun withdraws his vital beams,
And light and warmth depart;
And drooping, lifeless, nature seems
An emblem of my heart.

4 My heart where mental winter reigns.
In night's dark mantle clad,
Confin'd in cold, inactive chains,
How desolate and sad.

5 Ere long the sun with genial ray,
Shall cheer the mourning earth,
And blooming flowers, and verdure gay
Renew their annual birth.

6 Great source of light! thy beams display, My drooping joys restore;

And guide me to the seats of day,
Where winter frowns no more.

Hymn 104. C. M.
The Spring.

WHEN verdure clothes the fertile vale,,
And blossoms deck the spray;
And fragrance breathes in ev'ry gale,
How sweet the vernal day.

2 Hark, how the feather'd warblers sing!
'Tis nature's cheerful voice;
Soft music hails the lovely spring,
And woods and fields rejoice.

3 How kind the influence of the skies!
The showers with blessings fraught,
Bid verdure, beauty, fragrance, rise,
And fix the roving thought.

4 Then let my wond'ring heart confess,
With gratitude and love,

The bounteous hand which deigns to bless
The garden, field, and grove.

5 O God of nature and of grace,
Thy heav'nly gifts impart;
Then shall my meditations trace
Spring blooming in my heart.

Hymn 105. L. M.

The Beauties of the Spring.

1 How sweetly along the gay mead
The daisies and cowslips are seen!
The flocks, as they carelessly feed,
Rejoice in the beautiful green.

2 The vines that encircle the bowers,
The herbage that springs from the sod,