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6 I'll praise him while he lends me breath,
And, when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures. , Watts.
28. Praise from all lands. L. M.
FROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
Through every land, by every tongue,
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
Eternal truth attends thy word;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more. watts.
29. Star of the East. 11, 10. 1 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid '
2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining,
Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall:
Angels adore him in slumber reclining,
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all.
3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion,
Odours of Edom, and off'rings divine :
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine?
4 Wainly we offer each ample oblation;
Wainly with gists would his favour secure;
Richer by far is the heart's adoration;
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid! Star of the East, the horizon adorning,
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid! Bishop Heber.
30. Nativity of Christ. C. M.
1 Mortals awake, with angels join,
And chant the solemn lay; .
Joy, love, and gratitude combine
To hail th’ auspicious day.
2 In heaven the rapturous song began, ... And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, “ And strung and tuned the lyre. 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo roll'd; The theme, the song, the joy was new; 'Twas more than heaven could hold. 4
4 Down through the portals of the sky
The impetuous torrent ran;
And angels flew with eager joy
To bear the news to man.
5 Hark! the cherubic armies shout,
And glory leads the song: -
Good will and peace are heard throughout
The harmonious, heavenly throng.
6 With joy the chorus we'll repeat:
“Glory to God on high
"Good will and peace are now complete;
“Jesus was born to die.” Medley.
31. Birth of Christ. C. M.
1 Whileshepherds watch'd their flocksby night,
All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.
2 "Fear not,” said he, (for mighty dread
Had seized 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.”
5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith
Appear'd a shining throng
Of angels, praising God on high,
And thus address'd their song:
6 "All glory be to God on high,
"And to the earth be peace;
"Good will henceforth, from heav'n to me.
"Begin, and never cease.” Tal
32. Birth of the Saviour. 7's.
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 triumph of the skies;
Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace.
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
3 Mild, he lays his glory by;
Born that man no more might die;
Born to raise the sons of earth;
Born to give them second birth.
4 “Glory to the new-born King"—
Let us all the anthem sing—
“Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
“God and sinners reconciled.”
33. Christ's Coming. C. M.
1 Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes!
The Saviour promis'd long!
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.
2 On him the Spirit, largely pour’d,
Exerts its sacred fire;
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love,
His holy breast inspire.
3 He comes—the pris'ners to release, .
In Satan's bondage held;
The gates of brass before him burst,
The iron fetters yield !
4 He comes—from thickest films of vice.
To clear the mental ray;
And on the eye-balls of the blind
To pour celestial day.
5 He comes—the broken heart to bind;
. The bleeding soul to cure;
And, with the treasures of his grace,
To enrich the humble poor.