3 Wonderful in counsel He, Sire of ages ne'er to cease, 4 Come and worship at his feet, HYMN 26. P. M. For the Epiphany. 1 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 Angels adore him in slumber reclining, 3 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. 4 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Star of the east, the horizon adorning, HYMN 27. P. M. Litany. 1 By thy birth and early years, 2 By the sympathy that wept By the troubled sigh that told 3 By thine hour of dark despair; Cross, and passion, pangs and cries; 4 By thy deep expiring groan; HYMN 28. P. M. The Sun of Righteousness. 1 CHRIST! whose glory fills the skies, Christ the true, the only light, Sun of righteousness! arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night; Day-spring from on high! be near; Day-star, in my heart appear! 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, Unaccompanied by Thee; Joyless is the day's return, 'Till thy mercy's beams I see; "Till they inward light impart, Glad mine eyes, and warm my heart. 3 Visit, then, this soul of mine, Scatter all mine unbelief: HYMN 29. L. M. Prayer for the guidance of the Holy Spirit. 1 COME gracious Spirit! heavenly Dove! 2 The light of truth to us display, And make us know and choose thy way; That we from God may ne'er depart, 3 Lead us to holiness-the road Which we must take to dwell with God: 4 Lead us to God-our final rest, HYMN 30. s. M. 1 COME Holy Spirit! come, 2 3 Convince us all of sin, Then lead us to the Lord, Revive our drooping faith, 4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, 5 To pour fresh life in every part, Dwell, Thou, within our breast, So shall we know, and praise, and love HYMN 31. C. M. For the enlivening influence of the Spirit. 1 COME holy Spirit! heavenly Dove! With all thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. |