2 The paschal sacrifice, And blood-besprinkled door,- And once applied with power, Would teach the need of other blood, 3 The lamb, the dove, set forth Whose blood of matchless worth For he who can for sin atone, Was to be seen no more: In him our Surety seemed to say, d" Behold, I bear your sins away." 5 Dipped in his fellow's blood, e Described a guilty soul enlarged, The same in every age! -O grant that I may faithful be To clearer light vouchsafed to me! HYMN 8. 7s. 1 HA COWPER. Redeeming Love. [*] Birth of the Saviour. ARK! the herald angels sing, 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 4 Veiled in flesh-the Godhead see, Pleased as man with men to appear, Jesus our Emmanuel here. 5 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace! HYMN 9. C. M. RIPPON S COL. Bethlehem. [*] Joy of Angels at the Saviour's Birth. 1 WHI WHILE shepherds watched their flocks by 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. b 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 displayed, "All meanly wrapped in swaddling bands, "And in a manger laid." -5 Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith Appeared a shining throng g Of angels, praising God, who thus 6"All glory be to God on high, "And to the earth be peace; "Good will henceforth from heaven to men, [night, "Begin, and never cease.' PATRICK or TATE. 24 HYMN 10. C. M. Devizes. [*] SHE HEPHERDS, rejoice; lift up your eves "And send your fears away; "News from the region of the skies-"Salvation's born to-day' e 2 "JESUS, the God, whom angels fear, "Comes down to dwell with you; -To-day he makes his entrance here, "But not as monarchs do. e a 3 "No gold, nor purple swaddling bands, "A manger for his cradle stands, "And holds the King of kings! o 4" Go, shepherds, where the Infant lies, "And see his humble throne; P "With tears of joy in all your eyes, "Go, shepherds, kiss the Son.' -5 Thus Gabriel sang-and straight around, They tune their harps to lofty sound, 6" Glory to God who reigns above, HYMN 11. 8, 6 & 5. WATTS'S LYR. Christmas. [*] Christmas Morn. • 1 LIFT up your heads in joyful hope, Salute the happy morn : s Lo, Jesus the Saviour is born! 2 All glory be to God on high, To him all praise is due; The promise is sealed The Saviour's revealed And proves that the record is true. For heaven and earth are at peace. To ransom his own To save them by infinite grace. • 5 Then let us join the heavens above, For their Lord is ours Our Prophet, our Priest, and our King. MADAN'S COL p 1 HYMN 12. C. P. M. Pilgrim. [b] SIGHT of anguish! view it near,— A manger for his bed! -The brutes yield refuge to his woee Men, worse than brutes, no pity show, Nor give him friendly aid! o 2 Why do no rapid thunders roll? Why do not tempests rock the pole ? e O miracle of grace! o Or why no angels on the wing, Warm for the honour of their King, e To punish all the race! e 3 Though now an INFANT bathed in tears, g e Helpless he calls, but men delay e Ungrateful sinners disobey The first-born Son of God! 4 Say, radiant seraphs, throned in light, o Did love e'er tower so high a flight?Or glory sink so low? e -This wonder angels scarce declare; e 5 Redemption! 'tis a boundless theme; d Words are but faint, let joy express- HYMN 13. C. M. Arundel. [*] d1 HARK, the glad sound!--the Saviour comes The Saviour promised long! -Let every heart prepare a throne- 2 On him the Spirit, largely poured, Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, o 3 He comes-the prisoners to release, o The gates of brass before him burstThe iron fetters yield! o 4 He comes-from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray ; • And on the eye-balls of the blind e 5 He comes- And, with the treasures of his grace, e 6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 1 DODDRIDGE. HYMN 14. L. M. Islington. [*] Christ's Example. AND is the gospel peace and love? Such let our conversation be; The serpent blended with the dove,- 2 Whene'er the angry passions rise, Bright pattern of the Christian life. 3 O how benevolent and kind! Shone through his life divinely bright 5 Dispensing good where'er he came, SELECT. 2 STEELB |