CHRIST. HIS INCARNATION. HYMN 43. C. M. Medley. Exeter, Irish, Braintree. Incarnation of Christ. * 12"Jesus, the God whom angels fear, MORTALS, awake, with angels join, 4 "Go, shepherds, where the infant lies, And chaut the solemn lay: Joy, love, and gratitude combine To hail the auspicious day. 2 In heaven the rapt'rous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And strung and tun'd the lyre. 3Swift 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 Down through the portals of the sky Th' 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 thro'out Th' harmonious heavenly throng.] HYMN 44. L. M. J. C. W. * Hotham, Bath-Abbey. Nativity of Christ. 1H ARK! 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 hosts 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 th' incarnate Deity! Pleas'd as man with men t' appear, Jesus, our Immanuel, here. "And see his humble throne; "With tears of joy in all your eyes, "Go, shepherds, kiss the Son." 5 Thus Gabriel sang, and straight around The heavenly armies throng, They tune their harps to lofty sound, And thus conclude the song: 6" Glory to God that reigns above, "Let peace surround the earth; "Mortals shall know their Maker's love "At their Redeemer's birth." 7 Lord, and shall angels have their songs, And men no tunes to raise? O may we lose our useless tongues When they forget to praise. 8 Glory to God that reigns above, That pitied us forlorn, We join to sing our Maker's love, For there's a Saviour born. HYMN 46. C. M. 1 Patrick or Tate. * St. Martins, Missionary, Braintree. WHILE shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, 5 Thus spake the seraph, aud forthwith Begin and never cease?" re HYMN 47. 6's & 10's. Milton altered. Courtney, Auspicious Morn. Angels proclaiming the birth of Christ. nor battle's sound Nwas heard the world around, No hostile chiefs to furious combat ran; Before the point of dawn, Or cropp'd the flow'ry food, [ground. Or slept, or sported on the verdant 3 When lo! with ravish'd ears, Each swain delighted hears [hand; Sweet musick, offspring of no mortal Divinely warbled voice, Answ'ring the stringed noise, With blissful rapture charm'd the list'ning band. 4 Sounds of so sweet a tone Before were never known, [sung, Eaton, Quercy, Portugal. The serpent blended with the dove, Such let our conversation be; Wisdom and meek simplicity. 2 Whene'er the angry passions rise, Shone through his life divinely bright! The Saviour Christ is born: [blime) 1 (Such was th' immortal seraph's song suGlory to God in heaven! To man sweet peace be given, [time!! Sweet peace and friendship to the end of LIFE AND MINISTRY. HYMN 43. C. M. Rippon's S lec. St. Asaphs, Irish, Hymn Second. Let every heart prepare a throne, 3 He comes, from thickest films of vice! Hark! his expiring groans arise! 3 4 Come, dearest Lord! thy grace impart, Till all its powers and passions move To warm this cold, this stupid heart, In melting grief and ardent love. HYMN 51. L. M. Dr. S. Stenpett. b Munich, Limehouse, German. It is finish'd. 3'TIS finish'd! so the Saviour cried, And meekly bow'd his head,and died: 'Tis finish'd-yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. 2'Tis finish'd-all that Heaven decreed, And all the ancient prophets said 3 4 In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands, Then back to heaven they fly Their anthems say, "Hath left the dead; Ye mortals! catch the sound- The globe on which you dwell; Transported, cry- "Hath left the dead, "Jesus, who bled, No more to die." 5 All hail, triumphant Lord, Who sav'st us with thy blood! HYMN 53. 7s. Rippon's Selection. * Lo! the sun's eclipse is o'er; Lo! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the sea!, Christ hath burst the gates of hell; Death in vain forbids his rise, Christ hath open'd paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King! Where, O death is now thy sting??? Once he died, our souls to save; "Where's thy victory, boasting grave?" 5 Hail the Lord of earth and heaven! Praise to thee by both be given! Thee we greet triumphant now, Hail! the resurrection--thou. HYMN 54. 7s. Gibbons. Hampton, Finedon. The resurrection and ascension. * A Death: yield up the mighty prey; See! he rises from the tomb, Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! ASCENSION OF CHRIST. Hal. HYMN 55. L. M. Wesley's Coll. Christ's ascension. UR Lord is risen from the dead; Our Jesus is gone up on high: The powers of hell are captive led Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits; And angels chant the solemn lay: "Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! "Ye everlasting doors, give way!" CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day! 3 Loose all your bars of massy light Sons of men and angels say! And wide unfold the radiant scene "Who is the King of glory, who ?: The world, sin,death and hell o'erthrew; 3 Hence, then, ye black despairing tho'ts! And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 5 Lo his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay, "Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, "Ye everlasting doors, give way! "Who is the King of glory, who?" The Lord, of boundless power possest; The King of saints and angels too; God over all, forever blest. HYMN 56. L. M. Watts's Miscellan. Antigua, Psalm Ninety-seventh. The humiliation, exulation, and triumps of Christ. 1THE Above our fears, above our faults DOMINION OF CHRIST. HE mighty frame of glorious grace, HYMN 58. H. M. Rippon's Selec. & That brightest monument of praise That e'er the God of love design'd, Employs and fills my lab'ring mind. 2 Begin, my soul, the heavenly song, 1 A burden for an angel's tongue: Jesus, the Lord of worlds above, INTERCESSION OF CHRIST. HYMN 57. L. M. Stecle. * 1HE lives! the great Redeemer lives! 2 3 4 Triumph, Portsmouth. Lift He rules o'er earth and heaven; Jesus, the Judge, shall come, The trump of God CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. (What joy the blest assurance gives!) HYMN 59. L. M. Rippon's Selec. * And now, before his Father, God, Eaton, All Saints. 1 WHERE is my God? does he retire Beyond the reach of humble sighs? Are these weak breathings of desire Too languid to ascend the skies? 2 No, Lord! the breathings of desire, 3 Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye, HYMN 60. C. M. Tplady. Bedford, Cambridge. All in all. COMPARD with Christ, in all beside No comeliness I see; The one thing needful, dearest Lord, Is to be one with thee. 2 The sense of thy expiring love Into my soul convey: Thyself bestow for thee alone, My ALL IN ALL I pray. 3 Less than thyself will not suffice My comfort to restore: More than thyself I cannot crave; And thou canst give no more. 4 Loved of my God, for him again 5 What'er consists not with thy love, HYMN 61. L.M. Watts's Sermons.orb Christ the eternal life. Jaray, our Savijesty and our God, Array'd in majesty and blood, Thou art our life; our souls in thee Possess a full felicity. 2 All our immortal hopes are laid A word of thy almighty breath Dooms the rebellious world to death. 4 But let my soul forever lie Beneath the blessings of thine eye: 'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above To see thy face and taste thy love. HYMN 62. C. M. Cowper. * 'ΤΗ 2 Carthage, St. Asaphs. 3 Dear dying Lamb! thy precious blood 4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter_song, 1 I'll sing thy power to save, [tongue When this poor lisping, stammering Lies silent in the grave. HYMN 63. C. M. Doddridge. JESUS, I sing thy matchless grace, a Gives me among thy saints a place To make thy glories known. 2 Allied to thee, our vital Head, We act, and grow, and thrive; From thee divided, each is dead When most he seems alive. 3 Thy saints on earth, and those above, Here join in sweet accord: One body all in mutual love, And thou our common Lord. 4 Thou the whole body wilt present Before thy Father's face; Nor shall a wrinkle or a spot HYMN 64. C. M. Steele. Knaresborough, Archdale. King of saints. 3 Let atheists scoff, and Jews blaspheme 1 COME, ye that love the Saviour's Th' eternal life and Jesus' name; And joy to make it known; [name, |