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WHILE shepherds watch'd their focks by
The sun as darkest night be black! The Song of the Angels. For the Nativity of our
their Maker, Jesus, dies ! blessed Lord and Saviour. Luke ii. verse 8 – 15. 3 Behold fast streaming from the tree
his all-atoning blood? on ground,
(nighi, Is this the infinite? 'tis he, The Angel of the Lord came down,
my Saviour and my God! and glory shone around.
4 For me these pangs his soul assail, 2 “ Fear not," said he, for mighty dread
for me this death is borne; had seized their troubled mind;
My sins gave sharpness to the nail, " Glad tidings of great joy I bring
and pointed every thorn. “ to you, and all mankind.
5 Let sin no more my soul enslave, 3" To you, in David's town, this day
break, Lord, its tyrant chain; “ is born, of David's line,
me, whom thou cam'st to save, " The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord;
nor bleed, nor die in vain! “ and this shall be the sign :
HYMN 4. 4 “ The Heavenly Babe you there shall find, " to human view display'd,
FOR EASTER-DAY. " All meanly wrapt in swathing bands,
On the Resurrection. “ and in a manger laid." 5 Thus spake the Seraph, and forthwith
SINCE Christ our Passover is slain,
a sacrifice for appear'd a shining throng
Let all, with thankful hearts, agree Of Angels, praising God, who thus
to keep the festival : address'd their joyful song:
2 Not with the leaven, as of old, 6 “ All glory be to God on high,
of sin and malice fed; " and to the earth be peace;
But with unfeign'd sincerity, “ Good-will, henceforth, from heaven to men, and truth's unleaven'd bread. “ begin and never cease.”
3 Christ being raised by power Divine, HYMN 2.
and rescued from the grave, The Song of Men responsive to the Song of the Shall die no more ; death shall on him Angels.
no more dominion have. What angels thus, Lord, rejoice,
4 For that he died, 'twas for our sins shall no raise
he once vouchsafed to die : O may we lose these useless tongues,
But that he lives, he lives to God when we forget to praise !
for all eternity. 2 Then let us swell responsive notes,
5 So count yourselves as dead to sin, and join the heavenly throng;
but graciously restored, For angels no such love have known
And made, henceforth, alive to God, as we, to wake their song.
through Jesus Christ our Lord. 3 Good-will to sinful dust is shown,
HYMN 5. and peace on earth is given; For lo! the incarnate Saviour comes
For the same. with news of joy from heaven!
HRIST from the dead is raised, and made 4 Mercy and truth, with sweet accord, his rising beams adorn;
For, as by man came death, by man Let heaven and earth in concert sing,
did resurrection come. “ The promised child is born."
2 For, as in Adam all mankind 5 Glory to God, in highest strains,
did guilt and death derive; by highest worlds is paid;
So, by the righteousness of Christ, Be glory, then, hy us proclaim'd,
shall all be made alive. and by our lives display'd;
3 If then ye risen are with Christ, 6 Till we attain those blissful realis
seek only how to get where now our Saviour reigns;
The things which are above, where Christ To rival these celestial choirs
at God's right hand is set. in their immortal strains !
inspire the of thine FROM whence these direful omens round, Till every heart which thou hast made which
be fill'd with grace divine. Wherefore do earthquakes cleave the ground? 2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift why hides the sun his rays ?
of God, and fire of love; 2 Well may the earth astonish'd shake, The everlasting spring of joy, and nature sympathize !
and unction from above.
3 Thy gifts are manifold, thou writ'st
HYMN 10. God's law in each true heart;
For the same. The promise of the Father, thou dost heavenly speech impart.
My God, and is thy table spread
and does thy cup with love o'erflow 4 Enlighten our dark souls, till they
Thither be all thy children led, thy sacred love embrace;
and let them thy sweet mercies know! Assist our minds, by nature frail,
2 Hail, sacred Feast, which Jesus makes! with thy celestial grace.
rich banquet of his flesh and blood ! 6 Drive far from us the mortal foe,
Thrice happy he who here partakes and give us peace within,
that sacred stream, that heavenly food! That, by thy guidance blest, we may
3 Why are its dainties all in vain escape the snares of sin.
before unwilling hearts display'd ? 6 Teach us the Father to confess,
Was not for you the victim
slain? and Son from death revived,
are you forbid the children's bread? And thee with both, O Holy Ghost,
4 O let thy table honour'd be, who art from both derived.
and furnish'd well with joyful guests!
And may each soul salvation see,
that here its holy pledges tastes! YOME, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove, 5 Drawn by thy quickening grace, O Lord,
in countless numbers let them come, Kindle a flame of sacred love
And gather from their Father's board, in these cold hearts of ours.
the bread that lives beyond the tomb! 2 See how we grovel here below,
6 Nor let thy spreading Gospel rest, fond of these earthly toys;
till through the world thy truth has run, Our souls how heavily they go,
Till with this bread all men be blest to reach eternal joys!
who see the light, or feel the sun! 8 In vain we tune our lifeless songs,
HYMN 11. in vain we strive to rise !
For the same. Hosannas languish on our tongues, and our devotion dies.
who once at distance stood ? 4 Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove,
And, to effect this glorious change, with all thy quickening powers ;
did Jesus shed his blood ? Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
2 O for a song of ardent praise, and that shall kindle ours.
to bear our souls above !
What should allay our lively hope,
or damp our flaming love !
to praise our heavenly King! Sing, ye redeem'd, with one consent,
O may that love which spread this board, " the Comforter is come."
inspire us while we sing2 What greater gift, what greater love, 4 “Glory to God in highest strains, could God on man bestow ?
6 and to the earth be peace; Angels for this rejoice above,
“ Good-will from heaven to men is come; let man rejoice below!
"and let it never cease!" 3 Hail, blessed Spirit! may each soul
HYMN 12. thy sacred influence feel;
ON THE NEW YEAR. Do thou each sinful thought control,
HE God of , and fix our wavering zeal !
THWG blessings crowns each opening year, 4 Thou to the conscience dost convey My scanty span doth still prolong,
those checks which we should know; And wakes anew mine annual song. Thy motions point to us the way;
2 How many precious souls are fied thou giv'st us strength to go.
To the vast regions of the dead,
Since to this day the changing sun
3 We yet survive ; but who can say,
“ Or through this year, or month, or day, art worthy receive
“ I shall retain this vital breath, Since all things by thy power were made,
“ Thus far, at least, in league with death?" and by thy bounty live.
4 That breath is thine, eternal God; 2 And worthy is the Lamb all power,
'Tis thine to fix my soul's abode; honour, and wealth to gain,
It holds its life from thee alone, Glory and strength; who for our sins On earth, or in the world unknown. a sacrifice was slain !
5 To thee our spirits we resign, 3 All worthy thou, who has redeem'd, Make them and own them still as thine and ransom'd us to God,
So shall they live secure from fear, From every nation, every coast,
Though death should blast the rising year. by thy most precious blood.
6 Thy children, panting to be gone, 4 $ Blessing and honour, glory, power,
May bid the tide of time roll on, by all in earth and heaven
To land them on that happy shore, To him that sits upon the throne,
Where years and death are known no more. and to the Lamb be given.
7 No more fatigue, no more distress, * Chap. Iv. 1 sp. v. 12. Chap. v. 9. Ver. 13 Nor sin, nor hell shall reach that place ;
*THOU, God; all glory, honour, power,
WHEN rising from the bed of death,
No groans to mingle with the songs,
That glows within my ravish'd heart! Resounding from immortal tongues :
but thou canst read it there. 8 No more alarms from ghostly foes;
3 Thy providence my life sustain'd, No cares to break the long repose;
and all my wants redrest, No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
When in the silent womb I lay, But sacred, high, eternal noon.
and hung upon the breast. 9 O, long expected year! begin;
4 To all my weak complaints and cries Dawn on this world of woe and sin ;
thy mercy lent an ear, Fain would we leave this weary road, E're yet my feeble thoughts had learnt To sleep in death, and rest with God.
to form themselves in prayer. HYMN 13.
6 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul The Christian's Hope.
thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceived
from whom those comforts flow'd. I see my Maker face to face; O how shall I appear!
6 When in the slippery paths of youth
with heedless steps I ran, 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, and mercy may be sought,
and led me up to man. My heart with inward horror shrinks, and trembles at the thought;
7 Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths,
it gently clear'd my way, 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed And through the pleasing snares of vice, in Majesty severe,
more to be fear'd than they. And sit in judgment on my soul
8 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou O how shall I appear!
with health renew'd my face; 4 But thou hast told the troubled mind, And when in sins and sorrows sunk, who does her sins lament;
revived my soul with grace. The timely tribute of her tears shall endless wo prevent.
9 Thy bounteous hand, with worldly bliss,
has made my cup run o'er; 8 Then see the sorrow of my heart,
And in a kind
and faithful friend s'er yet it be too late;
has doubled all my store. And hear my Saviour's dying, groans,
10 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts to give these sorrows weight.
my daily thanks employ; 0 For never shall my soul despair
Nor is the least a cheerful heart, her pardon to procure,
that tastes those gifts with joy. Who knows thy only Son has died, to make her pardon sure.
11 Through every period of my life
thy goodness I'll pursue ; 7 Great God! with wonder and with praise, And after death, in distant worlds, on all thy works I look;
the glorious theme renew. But still thy wisdom, power, and grace, shine brighter in thy book.
12 When nature fails, and day and night
divide thy works no more, 8 The stars, that in their courses roll, My ever grateful heart, O Lord, have much instruction given;
thy mercy shall adore. But thy good word informs my soul
13 Through all eternity to thee how I may soar to heaven.
a joyful song I'll raise; 9 The fields provide me food, and show For oh! eternity's too short the goodness of the Lord ;
to utter all thy praise. But fruits of life and glory grow
HYMN 15. in thy most holy word!
On the Glory of God in the Starry Heavens: be 10 Here are my choicest treasures hid,
ing a Translation of Part of the 19th Psalm of here my best comfort lies;
David. Here my desires are satisfy'd,
HE spacious firmament on high, and here my hopes arise. 11 Lord, make me understand thy law, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, show what my faults have been;
Their great original proclaim. And from thy gospel let me draw
2 The unwearied sun, from day to day, pardon for all my sin.
Does his Creator's power display, 12 Here would I learn how Christ has died And publishes to every land to save my soul from hell;
The work of an Almighty hand. Not all the books on earth beside
3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, such heavenly wonders tell.
The moon takes up the wondrous tale; 13 Then let me love my Bible more,
And nightly, to the listening earth, and take a fresh delight,
Repeats the story of her birth ; By day to read these wonders o'er,
4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn, and meditate by night.
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.
5 What though in solemn silence all rising ;
Move round the dark terrestrial ball; Transported with the view, I'm lost
What though no real voice nor sound in wonder, love, and praise !
Amidst their radiant orbs be found; 2 O how shall words with equal warmth 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, the gratitude declare,
And utter forth a glorious voice,
WHEN all thy mercies, O my God,
For ever singing as they shine,
HYMN 19. “ The hand that made us is divine."
On God's Dominion over the Sea.
G OD of the seas! thine awful voice
Bids all the rolling waves rejoice; 23d Psalm of David.
And one soft word of thy command
Can sink them silent in the sand. And feed me with a shepherd's care;
2 The smallest fish that swims the seas, His presence shall my wants supply,
Sportful, to thee a tribute pays; And guard me with a watchful eye;
And largest monsters of the deep,
At thy command, or rage or sleep. 2 My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend;
3 Thus is thy glorious power adored
Among the watery nations, Lord !
Yet men, who trace the dangerous waves,
Forget the mighty God who saves ! 3 To fertile vales and dewy meads
Which may be used at Sea or on Land.
ORD! for the just thou dost provide ; 4 Though in the paths of death I tread,
thou art their sure defence ! With gloomy horrors overspread;.
Eternal wisdom is their guide, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
their help Omnipotence. For thou, O Lord, art with me still:
2 Though they through foreign lands should 5 Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
and breathe the tainted air
(roam, And guide me through the dreadful shade: In burning climates, far from home; Though in a bare and rugged way,
yet thou, their God, art there. Through devious lonely wilds I stray, 3 Thy goodness sweetens every soil, 6 Thy bounty shall my pains beguile,
makes every country please; The barren wilderness shall smile,
Thou on the snowy bills dost smile, With sudden greens and herbage crown'd,
and smooth’st the rugged seas ! And streams shall murmur all around.
4 When waves on waves, to heaven upreard, HYMN 17.
defy'd the pilot's art;
When terror in each face appear'd,
and sorrow in each heart ;
to snatch me from the grave? What ardent love and zeal are due,
I found thine ear not slow to hear, While heaven stands open to our view!
nor short thine arm to save ! 2 Once we were fallen, and 0 how low! 6 Thou gavst the word—the winds did cease, Just on the brink of endless wo;
the storms obey'd thy will, When Jesus, from the realms above,
The raging sea was hush'd in peace, Borne on the wings of boundless love,
and every wave was still ! 3 Scatter'd the shades of death and night, 7 For this my life, in every state, And spread around his heavenly light!
a life of praise shall be; By him what wondrous grace is shown
And death, when death shall be my fate, To souls impoverish'd and undone!
shall join my soul to thee. 4 He shows beyond these mortal shores,
Prayer and Hope of Victory.
attend his people's humble cry;
Defend them in the needful hour,
and send deliverance from on high. ALVATION doth to God belong;
2 In his salvation is our hope,
and in the name of Israel's God From him alone all mercies flow;
Our troops shall lift their banners up; His arm alone subdues the foe!
our navies spread their flags abroad. 2 Then praise this God, who bows his ear 3 Some trust in horses train'd for war, Propitious to his people's prayer;
and some of chariots make their boasts ; And though deliverance he may stay,
Our surest expectations are Yet answers still in his own day.
from thee the Lord of heavenly hosts! 3 O may this goodness lead our land,
4 Then save us, Lord, from slavish fear, Still saved by thine Almighty hand,
and let our trust be firm and strong, The tribute of its love to bring
Till thy salvation shall appear, To thee, our Saviour and our King;
and hymns of peace conclude our song. 4 Till every public temple raise
For the Use of the Sick.
WHEN dangers, woes, or death are nigh, 5 Still be it our supreme delight
Thine arm, Almighty God, can aid, To walk as in thy glorious sight;
When sickness grieves, or pains invade: Still in thy precepts and thy fear, Till life's last hour, to persevere.
2 To all the various helps of art Kindly thy healing power impart;
Bethesda's* bath refused to save,
2 With troubles worn, with pain oppressid, Unless an angel bless'd the wave.
to thee I cry'd, and thou didst save; 3 All medicines act by thy decree,
Thou didst support my sinking hopes, Receive commission all from thee:
my life didst rescue from the grave. And not a plant which spreads the plains, 3 Wherefore, ye saints, rejoice with me, But teems with health, when heaven ordains. with me sing praises to the Lord; 4 Clay and Siloam's t pool, we find,
Call all his goodness to your mind, At heaven's command restored the blind;
and all his faithfulness record. And Jordan'st waters hence were seen 4 His anger is but short; his love, To wash a Syrian leper clean.
which is our life, hath certain stay; 5 But grant me nobler favours still,
Grief may continue for a night, Grant me to know and do thy will;
but joy returns with rising day! Purge my foul soul from every stain,
5 Then what I vow'd in my distress, And save me from eternal pain.
in happier hours I now will give, 6 Can such a wretch for pardon sue?
And strive, that in my grateful verse My crimes, my crimes arise in view,
his praises may for ever live. Arrest my trembling tongue in prayer, 6 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, And pour the horrors of despair.
the blest and undivided Three, 7 But thou, regard my contrite sighs,
The one sole Giver of all life, My tortured breast, my streaming eyes ;
glory and praise for ever be. To me thy boundless love extend,
HYMN 25. My God, my Father, and my Friend.
Funeral Consolations. 8 These lovely names I ne'er could plead, Hea Rhode in Christ who die?
EAR what the voice from heaven declares Had not thy Son vouchsafed to bleed; His blood procures for human race
“ Released from all their earthly cares, Admittance to the throne of grace.
“they reign with him on high." 9 When sin has shot its poison'd dart, 2 Then why lament departed friends, And conscious guilt corrodes the heart,
or shake at death's alarnas ? His blood is all-sufficient found
Death's but the scrvant Jesus sends To draw the shaft and heal the wound.
to call us to his arms. 10 What arrows pierce so deep as sin ? 3 If sin be pardon'd we're secure, What venom gives such pain within ?
death hath no sting beside ; Thou great Physician of the soul,
The law gave sin its strength and power, Rebuke my pangs, and make me whole.
but Christ, our ransom, died ! 11 O! if I trust thy sovereign skill,
4 The graves of all his saints he bless'd, And bow submissive to thy will,
when in the grave he lay; Sickness and death shall both agree
And, rising thence, their hopes he raised To bring me, Lord, at last to thee.
to everlasting day! HYMN 23.
5 Then joyfully, while life we have, On Recovery from Sickness.
to Christ, our life, we'll sing, WHI
THEN we are raised from deep distress, " Where is thy victory, O grave?
" and where, O death, thy eting » We take the pattern of our praise
HYMN 26 from Hezekiah'sg tongue.
Christ's Commission to preach the Gospec. St. Mart. 2 The gates of the devouring grave
Chapter. A. are open'd wide in vain,
10 If he that holds the keys of death
sweetly the Gospel trumpet sound; command them fast again.
The glorious. Jubilee proclaim, 3 When he but speaks the healing word,
where'er the human race is found. then no disease withstands;
2 The joyful news to all impart, Fevers and plagues obey the Lord,
and teach them where salvation lies; and fly, as he commands.
With care bind up the broken heart, 4 If half the strings of life should break,
and wipe the tears from weeping eyes. he can our frame restore,
3 Be wise as serpents where you go, And cast our sins behind his back,
but harmless as the peaceful dove, and they are found no more.
And let your heaven-taught conduct show 5 To him I cry'd, " Thy, servant save,
that ye're commission'd from above. " Thou ever good and just;
4 Freely from me ye have received, “ Thy power can rescue from the grave; freely, in love, to others give ; “ Thy power is all my trust !"
Thus shall your doctrines be believed, 6 He heard, and saved my soul from death,
and, by your labours, sinners live. and dry'd my falling tears :
HYMN 27. Now to his praise I'll spend my breath,
The same Commission, from St. Mark xvi. 16, fc. through my remaining years.
and from St. Matt. xxiii. 18, f.
“bid the whole earth my grace receive;
“ Explain to them my sacred Word, thee i'll extol with thankful voice;
“ bid them believe, obey, and live. Restored by thine Almighty power,
2 “ I'll make my great commission known, with fear before thee I'll rejoice.
* and ye shall prove my Gospel true, * John v. 4. John ix. 7. 12 Kings v. 10. $Isaiah " By all the works that I have done, mix. 9, &c.
" and all the wonders ye shall do.