(Some might think it thrown away) 5 I He, in feafon ftill affords Death, the reaper, when he comes, CHRISTMAS. XXXVII. Praife for the incarnation. SWEE WEETER founds than mufic knows All her hopes my spirit owes To his birth, and crois, and fhame. (1) Hofea xiv. 7. Mark iv. 26-29. 2 When 2 When he came the angels fung, 3 66 Glory be to God on high;" LORD, unloofe my ftamm'ring tongue, That he might the law fulfil, And canft thou, my tongue, be ftill? 4 No, I muft my praises bring, Tho' they worthlefs are and weak; Sure the very ftones would fpeak. I will love thee without end. XXXVIII. C. JEHOVAH-JESUS. I MX Y fong fhall blefs the LORD of all, My praise fhall climb to his abode; Thee, Saviour, by that name I call The great Supreme, the mighty God. 2 Without beginning, or decline, Object of faith, and not of fenfe; Eternal ages faw him shine, He fhines eternal ages hence. 3 As much, when in the manger laid, As when the fix days work he made, 4 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears, Salvation is his deareft claim; That gracious found well pleas'd he hears, And owns EMMANUEL for his name. 5 A cheerful confidence I feel, My well-plac'd hopes with joy I fee; XXXIX. Man honoured above angels. Yea, finners may addrefs their King, 2 They praise the Lamb who once was flain, 4 JESUS, who pafs'd the angels by (x), (*) Rev, v. (x) Heb, ii, 16. 5 Our next of kin, our Brother now, Is he to whom the angels bow; They join with us to praife his name, But we the neareft intereft claim. 6 But ah! how faint our praises rife! Sure, 'tis the wonder of the fkies: That we, who share his richest love, So cold and unconcern'd fhould prove. 7 Oh glorious hour it comes with fpeed! When we, from fin and darkness freed, Shall fee the GOD whody'd for man, And praife him more than angels can (). XL. Saturday evening. * SAFELY thro' another week God has brought us on our way; On th' approaching fabbath-day: 2 Mercies multiply'd each hour, Fed and guided by his hand: 3 While we pray for pard'ning grace, Shew thy reconciled face, Shine away our fin and shame: From (y) Book III, Hymn 88. 4 From our wordly care fet free, 5 May thy gofpel's joyful found Thus may all our fabbaths prove THE CLOSE OF THE YEAR, XLI. EBENEZER (z.) HE LORD, our falvation and light, The guide and the ftrength of our days; Has brought us together to-night, A new Ebenezer to raise: The year we have now paffed thro', His goodness with bleffings has crown'd; Each morning his mercies were new, Then let our thanksgivings abound. 2 Encompafs'd with dangers and fnares, Temptations, and fears, and complaints; His ear he inclin'd to our pray❜rs, His hand open'd wide to our wants : (x) 1 Sam, vii. 12. We |