HYMN VII.

For Advent Sunday.

GREAT God! what do I see and hear!
The end of things created!
The Judge of mankind doth appear,
On clouds of glory seated.

The trumpet sounds! the graves restore
The dead, which they contain'd before!
Prepare, my soul, to meet Him.

HYMN VIII.

For Advent Sunday.

1 HARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes: The Saviour promis'd long ;

Let every

heart prepare a throne,

And every voice a song.

2 He comes the prisoners to release,
In Satan's bondage held;

The gates of brass before him break;
The iron fetters yield.

3 He comes, from thickest films of sin
To clear the mental ray,

And on the eye, long closed in night,
To pour celestial day.

4 He comes to bind the broken heart,
To make the wounded whole;
To preach glad tidings to the meek,
And bless the humble soul.

5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace!
Thine advent shall proclaim;

And earth and heaven shall join to sing
The glories of thy name.

HYMN IX.

For Christmas Day.

1 HARK! the herald angels sing, 66 Glory to the new-born King; Glory in the highest heaven, "Peace on earth, and man forgiven."

2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise;
Join the triumph of the skies;
With th' angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born at Bethlehem !"

3 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Risen with healing in his wings.

4 Lo! He lays his glories by ;
Born, that man no more may die ;

Born, to raise the sons of earth;
Born, to give them second birth.

5 Hark! the herald angels sing,
66 Glory to the new-born King;
"Glory in the highest heaven,
"Peace on earth, and man forgiven."

HYMN X.

For Christmas Day.

1 CHRISTIANS, awake! salute the happy morn,

Whereon the Saviour of mankind was born;
Rise to adore the mystery of love,

Which hosts of angels chanted from above:
With them the joyful tidings first begun,
Of God Incarnate, and the Virgin's Son.

2 0! may we keep and ponder in our mind, God's wondrous love in saving lost man

kind;

Trace we the Christ, who hath retrieved
our loss,

From his poor manger to his bitter cross;
Tread in his steps, assisted by his grace,
Till man's first heavenly state again takes
place.

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3 Then may we hope, the angelic hosts among,

To find, redeem'd, a glad triumphant throng:

He that was born upon this joyful day, Around us all his glory shall display: Saved by his love, incessant we shall sing Eternal praise to heaven's Almighty King.

HYMN XI.

For Christmas Day.

1 HAIL the sacred joyful morn,
For to us a Child is born;

From the highest realms of heaven
Unto us a Son is given.

2 On his shoulder He shall bear Power and majesty, and wear On his vesture and his thigh

Names most awful, names most high.

3 Wonderful in counsel He,

The incarnate Deity,

Sire of ages ne'er to cease,

Kings of kings, and Prince of Peace.

4 Come and worship at his feet,
Yield to Christ the homage meet;
From his manger to his throne,
Homage due to God alone.

HYMN XII.

For the Epiphany.

1 BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning,

Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid;

Star of the east, the horizon adorning,

Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid.

2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining,

Low lies his bed with the beasts of the
stall;

Angels adore Him, in slumber reclining,
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all.

3 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odours of Edom, and offerings divine,

Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the

ocean,

Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?