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2 Awake, my soul! from sadness rise,
Come, see what in the manger lies :
Who is this smiling infant child?-
'Tis little Jesus, sweet and mild.

3 Twice welcome, oh! Thou heavenly guest,
To save a world with sin distressed;
Com'st Thou in lowly guise for me?
What homage shall I give to Thee!
4 Ah! Lord eternal, heavenly King,
Hast Thou become so mean a thing;
And hast Thou left Thy blissful seat,
To rest where colts and oxen eat?

5 Were this wide world much wider made,
With gold and costly gems arrayed;
E'en then, by far too mean 'twould be,
To make a little crib for Thee.

6 No silken robes surround Thy head,
A bunch of hay is all Thy bed!
Where Thou, a King so rich and great,
Art bright as in Thy heavenly state.
7 Jesus, my Saviour, come to me-
Make here a little crib for Thee;
A bed make in this heart of mine,
That I may aye remember Thine.

8 Then from my soul glad songs shall ringOf Thee each day I'll gaily sing:

The glad hosannahs will I raise

From heart that loves to sing Thy praise.

131.

1

Christmas Hymn.

11.10.

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, and gold from the mine?

4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation,

Vainly with gifts 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.

132.

Saturday Evening.

1 SAFELY through another week
God hath brought us on our way;
Let us now a blessing seek

On the approaching sabbath-day:
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest.

2 Mercies multiplied each hour,
Gracious Lord, our praise demand;
Guarded by Thy mighty power,
Nourish'd by Thy bounteous hand :
Now from worldly care set free,
May we rest this night with Thee.
3 When the morn shall bid us rise,
May we feel Thy presence near;
May Thy glory meet our eyes,
When we in Thy house appear:
Thus may all our sabbaths prove
Foretastes of the joys above.

133.

1

Death of a Scholar.

78.

C.M.

DEATH has been here and borne away

A brother from our side;

Just in the morning of his day,

As young as we, he died.

2 We cannot tell who next may fall Beneath the chastening rod;

One must be first; but let us all`
Prepare to meet our God.

3 May each attend, with willing feet,
The means of knowledge here,
And wait around the mercy seat
With hope as well as fear.

4 Lord, to Thy wisdom and Thy care
May we resign our days,
Content to live and serve Thee here,
Or die and sing Thy praise.

134.

1

Death of a Teacher.

C.M.

WHY should our tears in sorrow flow,

When God recalls his own;

And bids them leave a world of woe
For an immortal crown?

2 Is not e'en death a gain to those
Whose life to God was given?
Gladly to earth their eyes they close,
To open them in heaven.

3 Their toils are past, their work is done,
And they are fully blest;

They fought the fight, the victory won,

And entered into rest.

4 The flock must feel the shepherd's loss
And miss his tender care;

But they who bear with joy the cross,
The crown shall soonest wear.

5 Then let our sorrows cease to flow,
God has recalled his own;

But let our hearts in every woe,
Still say, "Thy will be done!"

135.

Anniversary.

L.M.

FROM year to year in love we meet,
From year to year in peace we part;
The tongues of children uttering sweet
The bosom joy of every heart.

2 But time rolls on; and, year by year,
We change, grow up, or pass away:
Nor twice the same assembly here
Have hailed the children's festal day.
3 This sole occasion then is ours.

This day we ne'er again shall see.
Lord God, awaken all our powers
To spend it for eternity.

4 Our times, our lives, are in Thy hand;
On Thee for all things we rely;
Assured, while in Thy grace we stand,
To live is Christ, and gain to die.
5 Meanwhile our failing ranks renew:
Send teachers, children, in our place,
More humble, docile, faithful, true,

136.

More like Thy Son,-from race to race.

At Parting.

1 PART in peace! is day before us? Praise His name for life and light;—

8.7.

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