The glory of the Lord appear'd
In beams of heavenly light.

5 The shepherds heard a voice,
"Fear not, I bring this day
Tidings of universal joys,
That never shall decay;

6" For unto you this morn,

Said Gabriel's peaceful tongue,

"A Saviour, Christ the Lord, is born, Eternal, sure, and strong;

7" And this a sign shall be

To you," the angel said, "Go, seek the child, and you shall see Him in a manger laid."

8 And soon with Gabriel were
A grand angelic throng;
Bright cherubs join'd in music there,
And seraphs led the song.

9 Glory to God, and then

Peace upon earth, they sung;
Salvation and good will to men,
Echo'd from every tongue.

LVI. HYMN.-P. M.

1 LORD of universal nature,
God of every living creature,
Light of morning-shade of even,
King of ocean, earth, and heaven-
Whilst I prostrate bow before thee,
Teach my spirit to adore thee.

2 Soul of love, and source of pleasure,
Mine of every richer treasure,
King of tempest, storm, and shower,
Ruler of each secret power-
Whilst for favour I implore thee,
Teach my spirit to adore thee!

3 Spring of river, lake, and fountain,
Pillar of the rock and mountain,
Breath of animal creation,
Life of varied vegetation-
Whilst I prostrate bow before thee,
Teach my spirit to adore thee!

4 First and last, Eternal Being,
All pervading, and all seeing,
Centre of divine perfection,
Whence the planets learn subjection-
Whilst for ever I implore thee,
Teach my spirit to adore thee!

LVII. HYMN.- -C. M.

1 I LOVE the glory of the morn,
Display'd in orient ray,

When from the ocean's wave is born
The father of the day.

2 I love the warmer beam of noon
Which opens ev'ry flower,
And sets the dye on ev'ry bloom
In nature's rosy bower.

3 I love the milder evening beam, Which glitters through the trees, When Sol's full face is broader seen, And sweetens ev'ry breeze.

4 And yet a glory I have seen,
Far brighter than the morn;
It is the light of Zion's King,
For man's salvation born.

5 The virtues ting'd by his bright ray, Surpass each opening flower, Which blushes to the noon of day, In nature's rosy bower.

6 Nor does the setting sun display Such sweet, such soft'ning charms, As the bright hope of glory's day, Which tyrant death disarms.

LVIII. HYMN.-C. M.

1 Он, thou! who sit'st enthron'd on high,
In viewless splendour ray'd,
Before the lustre of whose eye
The brightest glories fade.

? Though thou art high, yet thou dost hear
The lowly suppliant's moan;
Though thou art great, each secret tear
Begems thy radiant throne.

3 When shafts of anguish wound the soul,
Thy healing balm is nigh;

When tempests rise, and billows roll,
To thee alone we fly.

4 Then hush! dark sorrow's weeping child, Toss'd on this troub'lous sea,

In strains of peace he whispers mild,
"Fear not! for I'm with thee."

LIX, HYMN.-L. M.

1 How great is our Creator God,
In wisdom, majesty, and might;
When he displays his pow'r abroad,
And brings his wonders forth to light.

2 Behold what cloudy columns rise,
Terrific as the shades of night;

What peals of thunder rend the skies,
The lightning, how sublimely bright!

3 How dreadful is the threat'ning hail; Th' approaching tempest, O how grand! What terrors does the mind assail

When deep convulsions shake the land. ]

4 The seas with hollow murmurs groan,
The bowels of the mountains flame;
The elements affrighted own
The awful greatness of thy name.

5 Almighty God! thy chariot wheels
In solemn pomp and grandeur roll;
Thy presence trembling nature feels,
And humble reverence fills the soul.

LX. HYMN.-C. M.

1 To thee, O God, my thoughts ascend, My joy and glory here;

My portion and my heavenly friend,
And my Redeemer dear.

2 Mercy and tenderness and

grace,

And truth, with love divine
Appear in thy sweet smiling face,
And with compassion shine.