69 70 f The Gospel originating in Sovereign Mercy. Makes his eternal counsels known: 2 Here sinners, of an humble frame, The wisdom, power, and grace of God. 4 Oh! grant us grace, almighty Lord! C. M. Canterbury. Barby. LORD, we confess our numerous faults, Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, 2 But, oh my soul, forever praise, Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways 3 'Tis not by works of righteousness, Which our own hands have done; f But we are saved by sovereign grace, Abounding through his Son. 4 'Tis from the mercy of our God, 'Tis by the water, and the blood, Our souls are washed from sin. 5 'Tis through the purchase of his death, The Spirit is sent down to breathe On such dry bones as we. 6 Raised from the dead, we live anew: We shall appear in glory too, And see our Father's face. 71 ་་ P f 72 L. M. NOW to the power of God supreme Uxbridge. He saves from hell-we bless his name, But of his own abundant grace, 73 And brings immortal blessings down. 5 He dies-and in that dreadfu! night, S. M. Silver Street. Pentonville. GRACE!-tis a charming sound! Heaven with the echo shall resound, 3 Grace taught my roving feet 4 Grace all the work shall crown, It lays in heaven the topmost stone, C. M. Lanesboro'. Princeton. f 74 Known through the earth by thousand signs, 3 But when we view thy strange design 4 Here the whole Deity is known, Which of the glories brightest shone- 5 Now, the full glories of the Lamb Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, 6 Oh, may I bear some humble part Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, CHRIST. L. M. Nativity of the Saviour. Park Street. WAKE, O my soul, and hail the morn, See, how the angels wing their way, 2 Hark! what sweet music-what a songSounds from the bright, celestial throng! Sweet song-whose melting sounds impart mf Joy to each raptured, listening heart. P 75 ་་ 3 Come, join the angels in the sky, HARK!-the herald angels sing, 76 Peace on earth, and mercy mild, Pleased as man with men t' appear, 5 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings. p" HARK!-what mean those holy voices, Sweetly sounding through the skies? Lo! th' angelic host rejoices, f P f P f Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 2 Hear them tell the wondrous story, Glory be to God most high! 3 Peace on earth-good-will from heaven, "Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven" Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 Christ is born, the great Anointed Heaven and earth his praises sing! Aff Oh receive whom God appointed, For your Prophet, Priest, and King. f 5 Haste, ye mortals, to adore him; Learn his name-and taste his joy; Till in heaven ye sing before him, Glory be to God most high! BEHOLD! the grace appears, 2 "Glory to God on high, And heavenly peace on earth; Let men employ their tongues; And heavenly peace on earth; 78 C. M. Devizes. Conway. f" HIGH let us swell our tuneful notes, 79 f 2 Good-will to sinful men is shown, For lo! th' incarnate Saviour comes 3 Justice and grace, with sweet accord, Let heaven and earth in concert join- 4 Glory to God! in highest strains, His glory by our lips proclaimed, S. M. St. Thomas. Pentonville. WE come with joyful song, To hail this happy morn: Glad tidings from an angel's tongue, 2 What transports doth his name His glorious titles we proclaim- 3 Glory to God on high, All hail the happy morn: We join the anthems of the sky, And sing-" The Saviour's born!" |