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3 When I behold the heavens on high,

The work of thy right hand,
The moon and stars amid the sky,

Thy lights in every land; 4 Lord, what is man, that thou should'st deign

On him to set thy love,
Give him on earth awhile to reign,

Then fill a throne above.
5 O Lord, how excellent thy name!

How manifold thy ways !
Let time thy saving truth proclaim,
Eternity thy praise.

685.- Providence our guide. - Exod. xiii. 21.
I CAPTAIN of Israel's host and guide,

Of all who seek the land above; Beneath thy shadow we abide,

The cloud of thy protecting love; Our strength thy grace, our rule thy word,

Our end, the glory of the Lord. 2 By thy unerring Spirit led,

We shall not in the desert stray ; We shall not full direction need,

Nor miss our providential way; As far from danger as from fear, While love, almighty love, is near.



7 s.- The nativity of Christ.
1 HARK! the herald angels sing,

Glory to the new-born King !
Peace on earth and mercy mild, -
God and sinners reconcil'd.

2 Joyful all ye nations rise,

Join the triumphs of the skies :
With the angelic host proclaim,

“ Christ is born in Bethlehem !
3 Christ, by highest heaven ador'd,

Christ, the everlasting Lord,
Late in time behold him come,

Offspring of a virgin's womb.
4 Veil'd in flesh the Godhead see,

Hail the incarnate Deity !
Pleas'd as man with men to appear,

Jesus our Immanuel here. 5 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!

Hail the Sun of Righteousness !
Light and life to all he brings,

Risen with healing in his wings. 6 Mild he lays his glory by,

Born, that man no more may die;
Born to raise the Sons of earth,

Born to give them second birth. 7 Come, Desire of Nations, come,

Fix in us thy humble home;
Rise, the woman's conquering seed,

Bruise in us the serpent's head. 8 Adam's likeness now efface,

Stamp thine image in its place;
Second Adam from above,
Re-instate us in thy love!

69. C. M.The angels' song at Christ's birth. Luke ii. 13, 14. 1 HIGH let us swell our tuneful notes,

And join the angelic throng ;
For angels no such love have known

To awake a cheerful song.

2 Good-will to sinful men is shewn,

And peace on earth is given ;
For lo, the incarnate Saviour comes

With messages from heaven.
3 Justice and grace with sweet accord

His rising beams adorn ;
Let heaven and earth in consort join,

Now such a child is born.
4 Glory to God in highest strains,

In highest worlds be paid ;
His glory by our lips proclaim'd,

And by our lives display'd.
5 When shall we reach those blissful realms,

Where Christ exalted reigns,
And learn of the celestial choir

Their own immortal strains ?


L.M.-Christ's Passion. 1 THE morning dawns upon the place

Where Jesus spent the night in prayer; Through yielding glooms behold his face,

Nor form nor comeliness is there. 2 Last eve by those he call'd his own,

Betray'd, forsaken, or denied, He met his enemies alone

In all their malice, rage, and pride. 3 Brought forth to judgment, now he stands

Arraign'd, condemn'd at Pilate's bar; Here spurn'd by fierce prætorian bands,

There mock'd by Herod's men of war. 4 He bears their buffeting and scorn,

The homage of the lip, the knee, The purple robe, the crown of thorn,

The scourge, the nail, the accursed tree.

5 No guile within his mouth is found,

He neither threatens nor complains; Meek as a Lamb for slaughter bound,

Dumb 'midst his murderers he remains. 6 But hark! He prays,—'tis for his foes;

He speaks,— 'tis comfort to his friends; Answers,—and paradise bestows;

He bows his head; the conflict ends. 7 Truly this was the Son of God!

Though in a servant's mean disguise, And bruis'd beneath the Father's rod, Not for himself,- for man he dies !


L.M.—It is finished.John xix. 30.
1 “ 'TIS finish'd !”-So the Saviour cried,

And meekly bow'd his head, and died;
“ 'Tis finishd!" yes, the race is run,

The battle fought, the victory won.
2 “ 'Tis finish'd !"-all that was of old

Decreed, and prophets had foretold,
Is now fulfill’d, as Heaven design'd,

In thee, the Saviour of mankind.
3 “ 'Tis finish'd !”—This thy dying groan

Shall sins of every kind atone:
Millions shall be redeemed from death,

By this thy last expiring breath.
4 “ 'Tis finish'd! Heaven is reconcil'd,

And all the powers of darkness spoild:
Peace, love, and happiness again

Return and dwell with sinful men.
5 “ 'Tis finish'd !”—let the joyful sound

Be heard through all the nations round .
“ 'Tis finish'd !”-let the echo fly [sky.
Through heaven and hell, through earth and

85. 8.7.4.—Behold the place where they laid him." Mark xvi. 6. 1 COME, ye saints, look here and wonder,

See the place where Jesus lay : He has burst the bands asunder: He has borne our sins away;

Joyful tidings!
Yes, the Lord is risen to-day.
2 Jesus triumphs! sing ye praises :

By his death he overcame;
Thus the Lord his glory raises;
Thus he fills his foes with shame :

Sing ye praises !
Praises to the victor's name.
3 Jesus triumphs ! countless legions

Come from heaven to meet their king :
Soon in yonder blessed regions
They shall join his praise to sing ;

Songs eternal
Shall through heaven's high arches ring.

148th M.-Christ the king of saints.
1 REJOICE, the Lord is King !

Your Lord and King adore;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,

And triumph evermore:
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice,

Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
2 Jesus the Saviour reigns,

The God of truth and love;
When he had purg'd our stains,

He took his seat above;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

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