Imatges de pÓgina
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6 Hallowed be his name beneath,
As in heaven on earth adored;
Praise the Lord in every breath,
Let all things praise the Lord.




1 ON Judah's plain, the minstrel lyre
Is hushed, for mirth has winged her flight;
In Zion's courts the holy fire

Is quenched, and sorrow veils the night;-
No lamp illumes yon vaulted way,
Save one pale orb that burns alone.

2 'Tis Bethlehem's star; the holy gem
That hailed the Godhead from the skies;
'Tis Bethlehem's star! the diadem
That tells the conqueror shall rise :*
He rises-and the golden choir
Of angel minstrels wakes the song.


Select Hymn, p. 657

HARK! what mean those holy voices, &c.



WITH darkness whelmed, in error lost,
On sin's tempestuous ocean tossed,
While hope withdrew her cheering ray,
Despairing nature sunk away :-
When lo! to raise a drooping earth,
Behold, behold, a wondrous birth:
To calm the mind and dry your tears
The holy babe of life appears.
The voice of joy let nature raise,
And pour the grateful song of praise,—
Hail with a loud acclaim the morn,
The Saviour of the earth is born.




SHOUT the glad tidings, exultingly sing,
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is king.
Zion, the marvellous story be telling,
The Son of the Highest how lowly his birth;
The brightest archangel in glory excelling,
He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth.


1 DAUGHTER of Zion, awake from thy sadness! Awake! for thy foes shall oppress thee no more; Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness, Arise! for the night of thy sorrow is o'er.

2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that subdued them, And scattered their legions, was mightier far; They fled like the chaff from the scourge that pursued them,

Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war.

3 Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee, Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be: Shout! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee; The oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free. HANDEL AND Haydn and ANC. LYRE.


Select Hymn, p. 729.

HARK, the song of jubilee, &c.



O THOU, whose power o'er moving worlds presides,
Whose voice created, and whose wisdom guides;
On darkling man in full effulgence shine,

And cheer his clouded mind with light divine.
"Tis thine alone to calm the pious breast,
With silent confidence and holy rest:
From thee, Great God, we spring, to thee we bend;
Path, Motive, Guide, Original, and End.



HAIL, hail, sweet cherub, charity,
Hail, hail, sweet cherub, charity,
Thou first of virtues, hail :
"Tis thou canst blend in misery's cup,
The soft, the balmy cordial, hope,

When other comforts fail.
Great God of love and light and day,
We humbly here our offerings lay,

Before the footstool of thy throne:
All that we have, O Lord, is thine,
And should we all to thee resign,

We only render back thine own.
To soothe and mitigate distress,
O make us ever free;
And may our hearts in lowliness,
The glory give to thee.


1 TIME is winging us away
To our eternal home;
Life is but a winter's day,
A journey to the tomb.

2 Youth and vigour soon will flee, Blooming beauty lose its charms; All that's mortal soon shall be

Enclosed in death's cold arms. 3 But the Christian shall enjoy Health and beauty soon, above, Far beyond the world's alloy, Secure in Jesus' love.


1 THE hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,

Or walk the golden streets.



2 Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching through Emmanuel's ground,
To fairer worlds on high.



THE Lord is in his holy temple; let the earth keep silence before him.



SALVATION belongeth unto the Lord, and thy blessing is among thy people. IBID.


I WAS glad when they said unto me, We will go into the house of the Lord. Peace be within thy walls, and plenteousness within thy palaces. Amen. IBID.



PRAISE ye the Lord, glorify him for ever. of Zion, come before him; bring the cymbal, bring the harp. High in glory, lo! he's seated; see the King, he sits in state. Sons of Zion, come before him; ound the lute and strike the harp. IBID.


HOLY, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Sabaoth; heaven and earth are full of the majesty of thy glory. Glory be to thee, O Lord Most High. IBID.


ONE thing have I desired of the Lord, which I will require; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the fair beauty of the Lord, and to visit his temple IBID.


O SING unto the Lord a new song; let the congregation of the saints praise him. IBID.


O GIVE thanks unto the Lord, for his mercy endureth for ever.



LORD of all power and might, thou art the giver of all good things. Graft in our hearts the love of thy name. Increase in us true religion. Lord of all power and might, nourish us in all goodness, and of thy great mercy keep us in the same, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. IBID.


GREAT is the Lord, and greatly to be praised, in the city of our God, in the mountain of his holiness.



O GIVE thanks unto the Lord, call upon his name, make known his deeds among the people-Glory ye in his holy name. O give thanks unto the Lord, for his mercy endureth. CH. HAR.


OUR help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth. Blessed be the name of the Lord from this time forth, for evermore; and let all the people say, Amen. IBID.


BEHOLD, God is my salvation; I will trust in him: for the Lord Jehovah is my strength and my song; he also is my salvation. Praise the Lord and call upon his name for the Lord Jehovah is my strength and my song; he also is my salvation. Praise the Lord, and call upon his name; sing unto the Lord; for he hath done excellent things: this is known in all the earth. Cry out and shout, thou inhabitant of Zion; for great is the Holy One of Israel in the midst of thee. Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust in him : for the Lord Jehovah is my strength and song; he also is my salvation. IBID.


THE Lord is King, and hath put on glorious apparel. The Lord hath put on glorious apparel, and girded himself with strength. He hath made the round

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