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04 Make haste, my soul, the vision meet,
e All prostrate at thy Sovereign's feet,
- And drink the tuneful accents in:
o Speak on, my Lord, repeat the voice,
Diffuse these heart-expanding joys,
Till heav'n repeat the rapt’rous scene.

HYMN 6. C. M. Colchester. [*]

Adam : or, the Fall of Man. Gen. iii.
1 o N man, in his own image made,

U How much did God bestow!
The whole creation homage paid,

And own'd him Lord below.
o 2 He dwelt in Eden's garden, stor'd

With sweets for ev'ry sense ;
And there, with his descending Lord,

He walk'd in confidence.
e 3 But oh! by sin how quickly chang'd!

His honour forfeited;
His heart from God and truth, estrang'd,

His conscience, fill’d with dread.
4 Now from his Maker's voice he flies,

Which was before his joy:
And thinks to hide amidst the trees,

From an all-seeing eye.
5 Compellid to answer to his name ;

With stubbornness and pride,
He cast on God himself the blame,

Nor once for mercy cried.
0 6 But grace, unask'd, his heart subdu'd,

And all his guilt forgave:
By faith the promis'd ŠEED he view'd,
And felt the power to save.

HYMN 7. H. M. Allerton. [*]

Types of the Messiah. Heb. iv, 2.
1 TSRAEL in ancient days,

1 Not only had a view
Of Sinai in a blaze,

But learn’d the gospel too:
The types and figures were a glass,
In which they saw the Saviour's face.

2 The paschal sacrifice,

And blood-besprinkled door,
Seen with enlighten'd eyes,

And once apply'd with pow'r,
Would teach the need of other blood,
To reconcile an angry God.
3 The lamb, the dove, set forth

His perfect innocence,
Whose blood of matchless worth

Should be the soul's defence :
For he who can for sin atone,
Must have no failings of his own.
4 The scape-goat on his head,

The people's trespass bore;
And to the desert led,

Was to be seen no more:
In him our Surety seem'd to say,
d “ Behold, I bear your sins away."
- 5 Dipp'd in his fellow's blood,

The living bird went free:
The type, well understood,

Express'd the sinner's pleae Describ'd a guilty soul enlarg'd,

And by a Saviour's death discharg'd.
O 6 Jesus, I love to trace,

Throughout the sacred page,
The footsteps of thy grace,

The same in ev'ry age!
O grant that I may faithful be,
To clearer light vouchsaf'd to me! CowPER.
HYMN 8. 7's. Redeeming Love. [*]

Birth of the Saviour. . 1 TTARK! the herald angels sing,

11 - Glory to the new-born King! “Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 6 God and sinners reconcil'd!" 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies ; With th' angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem. 4 Veil'd in flesh--the Godhead see, Hail th' incarnate Deity;

Pleas'd as man with men t appear,

Jesus our Emmanuel here.
0 5 Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace !

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

Ris’n with healing in his wings. e 6 Mild, he says his glory by ;

Born, that man no more may die ;
Born, to raise the sons of earth;
Born, to give them second birth. RIPPON'S COL.

HYMN 9. C. M. Bethlehem. [*]

Joy of Angels at the Saviour's Birth 1 W HILE shepherds watch'd their docks by

VV All seated on the ground, [night, The angel of the Lord came down,

And glory shone around. e 2 “ Fear not,” said he, for mighty dread

Had seiz'd' their troubled mind, o “Glad tidings of great joy I bring,

“To you and all mankind. b 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 66 The heav'nly Babe you there shall find,

"To human view display'd, e “ All meanly wrapp'd in swaddling bands,

“And in a manger laid.”
-5 Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith

Appear'd a shining throng
Of angels, praising God, who thus

Address'd their joyful song :-
8 6 66 All glory be to God on high,

" And tu the earth be peace; “Good will henceforth from heav'n to men, “ Begin, and never cease.” PATRICK or TATE. HYMN 10. C. M. Devizes. [*]

Angel's Song. Luke ii, 8–14. o 1 " SHEPHERDS, rejoice ; lift up your eyes,

D “ And send your fears away; " News from the region of the skiesu " Salvation's born to-day!

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. 2 “ JESUS, the God, whom angels fear,

" Comes down to dwell with you;
- To-day he makes his entrance here,

" But not as monarchs do.
3 “ No gold, nor purple swaddling bands,

"Nor royal shining things;
66 A manger for his cradle stands,

“ And holds the King of kings! 04 6 Go, shepherds, where the Infant lies,

“And see his humble throne ; p“ With tears of joy in all your eyes,

"Go, shepherds, kiss the Son."
-5 Thus Gabriel sang—and straight around,

The heav'nly armies throng :
They tune their harps to lofty sound,

And thus conclude the song :-
s 6 Glory to God who reigns above,

66 Let peace surround the earth; 6 Mortals shall know their Maker's love,

"At their Redeemer's birth.” WATTS's LYR,

HYMN 11. 8, 6 & 5. Christmas. [*]

Christmas Morn. 01 T IFT up your heads in joyful hope,

L Salute the happy morn: - Each heav'nly pow'r, i

Proclaim the glad hour; s Lo, Jesus the Saviour is born! 0 2 All glory be to God on high,

To him all praise is due ; O The promise is seal'd

The Saviour's reveal'd And proves that the record is true. 8 3 Let joy around like rivers flow;

Flow on, and still increase ;

Spread o'er the glad earth,

At Emmanuel's birth-
For heaven and earth are at peace.
€ 4 Now the good will of God is shewn

Towards Adam's helpless race;
Messiah is come

To ransom his own
To save them by infinite grace.

o 5 Then let us join the heav'ns above, Where hymning seraphs sing ;

Join all the glad pow'rs

For their Lord is oursOur Prophet, our Priest, and our King. MADEN'S Come HYMN 12. C. P. M. Pilgrim. [b]

Infancy of the Saviour. p10 SIGHT of anguish! view it pear,

| What weeping innocence is hereA manger for his bed! - The brutes yield refuge to his woe Men, worse than brutes, no pity show,

Nor give him friendly aid ! 0 2 Why do no rapid thunders roll?

Why do not tempests rock the pole? e o miracle of grace! o Or why no angels on the wing,

Warm for the honour of their King, e To punish all the race! 'e 3 Tho now an INFANT bath'd in tears, o He call'd to form the rolling spheres; g And seraphs own'd his nod! e Helpless he calls, but men delay :e Ungrateful sinners disobey

The first-born Son of God! -4. Say, radiant seraphs, thron'd in light, o Did love e'er tow'r so high a flight? e Or glory sink so low? --This wonder angels scarce declare ; Angels the rapture scarce can hear,

Or equal praise bestow.
e 5 Redemption! 'tis a boundless theme;
Thou boundless Mind, our hearts inflame,

With ardour from above :
d Words are but faint, let joy express-
Vain is mere joy-let actions bless
This prodigy of love.

HYMN 13. C. M. Arundel. [*]

Christ's Ministry. Luke iv, 18, 19. diTTARK,—the glad sound !—the Saviour comes!

The Saviour promis'd long! - Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne

And ev'ry voice a song.

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