32. Christo, dem Herrn sei Lob und Dank. Bohemian Brethren, 1566. 3 Through David's city I am led; 4 It is, it is; and I adore This Stranger meek and lowly, As saints and angels bow before The throne of God thrice Holy! Faith through the veil of flesh can see The face of Thy Divinity, My Lord, my God, my Saviour! James Montgomery, 1825. St. Magnus. 33. JEREMIAH CLARKE, c. 1700. 1 WHEN Thou, O Lord, in flesh wert drest, The world Thou mad'st to free, The Inn, where weary travellers rest, 2 The Holy Babe in manger rude Pondering God's words, in thoughtful mood, 8 But oh! that wondrous midnight round When man his infant Saviour found, 4 Sweet anthem! caught from hosts on high, Blest bridal of the earth and sky, 5 Though all unmeet that gladsome hymn That psalm, by white-robed seraphim 6 Yet sometimes, when our spirit tires, 7 If love wax cold, and strife increase, Glory to God on high. and peace Joseph Anstice, 1836. |