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5 The forests in his strength rejoice ;

Hark! on the evening breeze,
As once of old, the Lord God's voice

Is heard among the trees.
6 Here on the hills, he feeds his herds,

His flocks on yonder plains;
His praise is warbled by the birds ;

O could we catch their strains !
7 Mount with the lark, and bear our song

Up to the gates of light;
Or, with the nightingale, prolong

Our numbers through the night! 8 In every stream his bounty flows,

Diffusing joy and wealth ;
In every breeze his spirit blows,

The breath of life and health.
9 His blessings fall in plenteous showers

Upon the lap of earth,
That teems with foliage, fruits, and flowers,

And rings with infant mirth.
10 If God hath made this world so fair,

Where sin and death abound;
How beautiful, beyond compare,

Will Paradise be found !

50. C.M.-" O Lord, our Lord, how excellent is thy name.Ps. viii. 1 O LORD, our King, how excellent

Thy name on earth is known! Thy glory in the firmament

How wonderfully shown!
2 Yet are the humble dear to thee!

Thy praises are confest
By infants lisping on the knee,

And sucklings at the breast.

every land;

3 When I behold the heavens on high,

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

Thy lights in 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.

6 85.- Providence our guide. - Exod. xiii. 21.
1 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 8.- 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 reconcild.

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
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.

die ;

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 ?

the place


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

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 spoil'd:
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

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