HYMNS. ADVENT SUNDAY. MATT. XXI. HOSANNA to the living Lord; Hosanna, Lord, thine angels cry; O, Saviour, with protecting care, Where we thy parting promise claim. Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest. But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast, And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy thee. Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest. So in the last and dreadful day, Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest. SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT. JOHN I. THE Lord will come, the earth shall quake, And, withering, from the vault of night The Lord will come, but not the same The bruised, the suffering, and the dead. The Lord will come, a dreadful form, With wreath of flame, and robe of storm, On cherub wings, and wings of wind, Anointed Judge of human-kind. Can this be He who wont to stray Go, tyrants, to the rocks complain, SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT. LUKE XXI. IN the sun and moon and stars Signs and wonders there shall be; Earth shall quake with inward wars, Nations with perplexity. Soon shall ocean's hoary deep, Tossed with stronger tempests, rise; Darker storms the mountain sweep, Redder lightning rend the skies. Evil thoughts shall shake the proud, Shall the Judge of men appear. But though from that awful face Heaven shall fade and earth shall fly, Fear not ye, his chosen race, Your redemption draweth nigh. THIRD SUNDAY IN ADVENT. MATT. XI. O, Saviour, is thy promise fled? No longer might thy grace endure, In darkness and in doubt we roam, A dawning to thy brighter day : |