Imatges de pÓgina

o 4 Make haste, my soul, the vision meet, e All prostrate at thy Sovereign's feet,

And drink the tuneful accents in: o Speak on, my Lord, repeat the voice, Diffuse these heart-expanding joys, Till heaven repeat the rapt'rous scene. Doddridge.


HYMN 6. C. M. Colchester. [*]
Adam: or the Fall of Man. Gen. iii.
N man, in his own image made,
How much did God bestow!
The whole creation homage paid,
And own'd him Lord below.
o 2 He dwelt in Eden's garden, stor❜d
With sweets for ev'ry sense;

And there, with his descending Lord,
He walk'd in confidence.

e 3 But oh! by sin how quickly chang'd!
His honour forfeited;

His heart, from God and truth estrang'd,
His conscience, fill'd with dread.

-4 Now from his Maker's voice he flies,
Which was before his joy:

And thinks to hide amidst the trees,
From an all-seeing eye.

5 Compell'd to answer to his name,-
With stubbornness and pride,

He cast on God himself the blame,
Nor once for mercy cried.

o 6 But grace, unask'd, his heart subdu’d,
And all his guilt forgave:

By faith the promis'd Seed he view'd,
And felt the power to save.


HYMN 7. H. M. Allerton. [*]

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Types of the Messiah. Heb. iv, 2.

SRAEL, in ancient days,

Not only had a view

Of Sinai in a blaze,

But learn'd the gospel too:

The types and figures were a glass,

In which they saw the Saviour's face.


2 The paschal sacrifice,

And blood-besprinkled door,-
Seen with enlighten'd eyes,
And once apply'd with power,
Would teach the need of other blood,
To reconcile an angry God.

3 The lamb, the dove, set forth
His perfect innocence,
Whose blood of matchless worth
Should be the soul's defence:

For he who can for sin atone,
Must have no failings of his own.
4 The scape-goat, on his head,
The people's trespass bore;
And, to the desert led,

Was to be seen no more:

In him our Surety seem'd to say,
d 'Behold, I bear your sins away.'
5 Dipp'd in his fellow's blood,
The living bird went free:
The type, well understood,
Express'd the sinner's plea-

e Describ'd a guilty soul enlarg'd,
And by a Saviour's death discharg'd.
o 6 Jesus, I love to trace,

Throughout the sacred page,
The footsteps of thy grace,
The same in ev'ry age!

-O grant that I may faithful be
To clearer light vouchsaf'd to me!



HYMN 8. 7's. Redeeming Love. [*]

Birth of the Saviour.

ARK! the herald angels sing,

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Glory to the new-born King! 'Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 'God and sinners reconcil'd!' 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With th' angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem.

4 Veil'd in flesh-the Godhead see, Hail th' incarnate Deity;

Pleas'd as man with men t' appear,
Jesus our Emmanuel here.

o 5 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
Ris'n with healing in his wings.
e 6 Mild, he lays his glory by;
Born, that man no more may die;
Born, to raise the sons of earth;
Born, to give them second birth.


Rippon's Col.
HYMN 9. C. M. Bethlehem. [*]
Joy of Angels at the Saviour's birth.

WHILE shepherds watch'd their flocks All seated on the ground, [by night, The angel of the Lord came down,

And glory shone around.

e 2 Fear not,' said he, for mighty dread Had seiz'd their troubled mind,

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0 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 display'd,

e 'All meanly wrapp'd in swaddling bands, 'And in a manger laid.'

-5 Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith
Appear'd a shining throng

Of angels, praising God, who thus
Address'd their joyful song:-

8 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.' Patrick or Tate.
HYMN 10. C. M. Devizes. [*]

Angel's Song.

HEPHERDS, rejoice;


lift up your eyes,

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.



3 'No gold, nor purple swaddling bands, 'Nor royal, shining things;

'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,

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Go, shepherds, kiss the Son.'

-5 Thus Gabriel sang-and straight around, The heavenly armies throng:

They tune their harps to lofty sound,
And thus conclude the song:-

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8 6 Glory to God who reigns above,
'Let peace surround the earth;
'Mortals shall know their Maker's love,
'At their Redeemer's birth.'

Watts's Lyr.

HYMN 11. 8, 6 & 5. Christmas. [*]

Christmas Morn.

01 LIFT up your heads in joyful hope,

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Salute the happy morn:
Each heavenly power,
Proclaim the glad hour;

s Lo, Jesus the Saviour is born!
o 2 All glory be to God on high,
To him all praise is due;
The promise is seal'd-

The Saviour's reveal'd

And proves that the record is true.
s 3 Let joy around like rivers flow;
Flow on, and still increase;
Spread o'er the glad earth,
At Emmanuel's birth-

For heaven and earth are at peace.
e 4 Now the good will of God is shown
Towards Adam's helpless race;

Messiah is come

To ransom his own-
To save them by infinite grace.

o 5 Then let us join the heavens above,
Where hymning seraphs sing;
Join all the glad powers-


For their Lord is ours

Our Prophet, our Priest, and our King. Madan's Col
HYMN 12. C. P. M. Pilgrim. [b]
Infancy of the Saviour.


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SIGHT of anguish! view it near,-
What weeping innocence is here-
A manger for his bed!

-The brutes yield refuge to his wo-
e 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? O miracle of grace!


o Or why no angels on the wing,
Warm for the honour of their King,
To punish all the race!

e 3 Tho' now an INFANT bath'd in tears,
o He call'd to form the rolling spheres ;
And seraphs own'd his nod!


e Helpless he calls, but men delay :e Ungrateful sinners disobey

The first-born Son of God!

-4 Say, radiant seraphs, thron'd in light, o Did love e'er tower so high a flight?— Or glory sink so low?


-This wonder angels scarce declare;
Angels the rapture scarce can bear,
Or equal praise bestow.

e 5 Redemption! 'tis a boundless theme; Thou boundless Mind, our hearts inflameWith ardour from above:

d Words are but faint, let joy expressVain is mere joy-let actions blessThis prodigy of love.

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HYMN 13. C. M. Arundel. [*]
Christ's Ministry. Luke iv, 18, 19.

HARK,the glad sound!—the Saviour
The Saviour promis'd long! [comes!

-Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne-
And ev'ry voice a song.

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