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C. M. Worthy of ceaseless praise from all his creatures. DRAISE ye the Lord, ye' immortal choirs I That fill the worlds above; Praise him who form’d you of his fires,

And feeds you with his love.
2 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies,

The floor of his abode;
Or veil in shades your thousand eyes

Before your brighter God.
3 Thou restless globe of golden light,

Whose beams create our days, Join with the silver queen of night,

To own your borrow'd rays. 4 Thunder and hail, and fire and storms,

The troops of his command, Appear in all your dreadful forms,

And speak his awful hand.
5 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas,

In your eternal roar;
Let wave to wave resound his praise,

And shore reply to shore.
6 Thus while the meaner creatures sing,

Ye mortals, catch the sound; Echo the glories of your King

Through all the nations round. 112.

5th P. M. 4 lines 78. Eternal praises to the Most High. MHEE to laud in songs divine

1 Angels in thy presence join : We with them our voices raise, Echo thine eternal praise. 2 Holy, holy, holy Lord, Live, by heaven and earth adored : Thus, with them, we ever cry, Glory be to God most high!




C. M.
Glad tidings of great joy.
W HILE shepherds watch'd their flocks by night,

W All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,

And glory shone around.
2 Fear not, said he, (for mighty dread

Had seized their troubled mind,) . Glad tidings of great joy I bring,

To you and all mankind.
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 The heavenly babe you there shall find

To human view display'd,
All meanly wrapp'd in swathing-bands,

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

Appear'd a shining throng
Of angels, praising God on high,

Who thus address'd their song: 6 All glory be to God on high,

And to the earth be peace :
Good-will henceforth, from heaven to men,

Begin and never cease.

9th P. M. 87, 87.
Peace on earth-good-will to men.
TTARK! what mean those holy voices,
1 Sweetly sounding through the skies ?
Lo! the angelic host rejoices;
· Heavenly hallelujahs rise.

2 Listen to the wondrous story,

Which they chant in hymns of joy :Glory in the highest, glory,

Glory be to God most high!
3 Peace on earth, good-will from heaven,

Reaching far as man is found;
Souls redeem'd and sins forgiven !- -

Loud our golden harps shall sound.
4 Christ is born, the great Anointed;

Heaven and earth his praises sing;
O receive whom God appointed,

For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 5 Hasten, mortals, to adore him ;

Learn his name, and taste his joy;
Till in heaven ye sing before him,-

Glory be to God most high! 115

15th P. M. 11 9, 11 9.

ALL hail! happy day,

A When, enrobed in our clay,
The Redeemer appear’d upon earth;

How can we refrain

To unite in the strain,
And to hail our Immanuel's birth!

2 Ye angels of God,

Sound his praises abroad,
And acknowledge him JAH, the I AM:

We also will join

In a hymn so divine,
Giving glory to God and the Lamb !
| 3 0 may the return

Of this once blessed morn
Be forever remember'd with joy :

Sweet accents of praise

All our voices shall raise; Hallelujahs shall be our employ!

4 Let echo prolong

The harmonious song,—
Hallelujahs again and again :

He kindles the fire,

Whom the nations desire, And to him we devote the glad strain. 116

C. M. Glory to God in the highest. MORTALS, awake, with angels join, M And chant the solemn lay; Joy, love, and gratitude combine,

To hail the auspicious day.
2 In heaven the rapt'rous song began,

And sweet seraphic fire
Through all the shining legions ran,

And strung and tuned the lyre. 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew,

And loud the echo rollid; The theme, the song, the joy, was new,

'Twas more than heaven could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky

The' impetuous torrent ran; And angels flew, with eager joy,

To bear the news to man.
5 With joy the chorus we repeat,

Glory to God on high!
Good-will and peace are now complete-

Jesus was born to die.
6 Hail, Prince of life, forever hail !

Redeemer, Brother, Friend! Though earth, and time, and life shall fail,

Thy praise shall never end. 7 Hark! the cherubic armies shout,

And glory leads the song: Good-will and peace are heard throughout

The' harmonious heavenly throng.

· 117

P. M. 11 10, 11 10.

The star in the East. DRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning,

D Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning,

Guide where the infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold, on his cradle, the dew-drops are shining;

Low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall;. Angels adore him, in slumber reclining,

Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour, of all. 3 Sáy, shall we yield him, in costly devotion,

Odours of Eden 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.

C. M.
Design and object of His advent.
TTARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes,
11 The Saviour, promised long;
Let every heart prepare a throne,

And every voice a song.
2 He comes, the pris'ner to release,

In Satan's bondage held ;
The gates of brass before him burst,

The iron fetters yield.
3 He comes, from thickest films of vice

To clear the mental ray,
And on the eyes oppress’d with night
• To pour celestial day. .
4 He comes, the broken heart to bind,

The wounded soul to cure,
And, with the treasures of his grace,

To' enrich the humble poor.


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