The gifts of God are strown; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone.
8 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
By wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! O salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim;
Till each remotest nation
Has learnt Messiah's name.
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story;
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till like a sea of glory;
It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransom'd nature,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
Returns in bliss reign.
HYMN 50.-L. M.
NVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb!
Take this new treasure to thy trust;
And give these sacred relics room
To slumber in thy silent dust.
2 No pain, no grief, no anxious fear
Invade thy bounds; no morial woes
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here,
While angels watch its soft repose.
3 So Jesus slept; God s dying Son
Passed through the grave, and bless'd the
bed;
Then rest dear saint, till from his throne
The morning break, and pierce the shade.
4 Break, sacred morning from the skies!
Then clothed anew in bright array,
Immortal form! to life arise,
And swell the song of endless day.
HYMN 51.—H, M.
Nativity of Christ.
what celestial sounds,
What music fills the air!
Soft warbling to the morn,
It strikes the ravished ear.
Now all is still,
Now wild it floats
In tuneful notes,
Loud, sweet, and shrill.
2 Th' angelic hosts descend,
With harmony divine!
See how from heaven they bend
And in full chorus join,
Fear not, say they,
Great joy we bring,
Jesus, your king
Is born to-day
3 He comes, your souls to save
From death's eternal gloom;
To realms of bliss and light
He lifts you from the tomb.
Your voices raise,
With sons of light,
Your songs unite
Of endless praise.
4 Glory to God on high!
Ye mortals, spread the sound,
And let your raptures fly
To earth's remotest bound.
For peace on earth,
From God in Heaven
To man is given,
At Jesus' birth.
HYMN 52.-L. M.
The Spiritual Warfare.
RISE my soul shake off thy fears, And gird the gospel armor on; March to the gates of endless joy,
Where thy great Captain, Christ, has gone.
2 Sin and the world resist thy course:
But these, my soul! are vanquished foes;
For Jesus nailed them to the cross,
And sang the triumph when he rose.
8 Then let my soul march boldly on,
Press forward to the heavenly gate
There peace and joy eternal reign,
And glittering robes for conquerers wait,
4 There shall I wear a victor's crown,
And triumph in th' Almighty's grace!
There all the just in chorus joined,
Unite to celebrate his praise.
HYMN 53.-L. M.
Perseverance in the Christian life.
BROAD is the road that leads to death
And thousands walk together there; While wisdom shows a narrow path, With here and there a traveller.
2 "Deny thyself and take thy cross,"
Is the Redeemer's great command;
Nature must count her gold but dross,
If she would win this heavenly land.
3 The fearful sonl that tires and faints, And treads the path of life, no more,
Forgets what joys await thy saints,
And makes his own destruction sure.
4 Let not my hopes, like such, be vain; But striving with the faithful few, May I that pledge of glory gain, Which false pretenders never know.
HYMN 54.--P. M.-S.
Christian Unity.
ROM whence doth this union arise,
That hatred is conquered by love;
It fastens our souls in such ties,
That nature and time can't remove.
2 It cannot in Eden be found,
Nor yet in a paradise lost;
It grows on Immanuel's ground,
And Jesus' rich blood did it cost.
8 My friends are so dear unto me,
Our hearts all united in love;
Where Jesus' is gone we shall be,
In yonder blest mansion above.
4 0 why then so loth do we part, Since we shall ere long meet again,
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