Traveller! lo! the Prince of Peace, 221. C. M. The guiding Star. SPIRIT OF THE PSALMS. 1 BRIGHT was the guiding star, that led, 2 But, lo! a brighter, clearer light It shines through sin and sorrow's night, 3 0, haste to follow where it leads; Be rugged wilds, or flowery meads, 4 O, gladly tread the narrow path, 222. 7s. M. Birth of Christ. SPIRIT OF THE PSALM 1 HAIL, all hail the joyful morn! That to us a son is given. 2 Angels, bending from the sky, Peace, good-will to man on earth." 3 Join we then our feeble lays 223. C. M. S. W. LIVERMORE The Coming of Christ. 1 GLORY to God, and peace on earth, Through plains of Bethlehem rung. 2 He came to make the feeble strong, To give the dumb the voice of song, 3 He came the light of life to show, Where streams of joy unceasing flow, 4 Glory to God! the gospel's sound Spread it, O Lord, the world around, 5 Glory to God! our hearts acclaim; O, haste the happy time, When songs 224. shall sound the Saviour's name O'er every distant clime. 7s. M. Christmas. 1 WHEN in silence, o'er the deep, M. W. HALE. 3 "Peace on earth, good-will to men,' Angels, bending from above, Words to soothe, sustain, and cheer. 1 O, LET your mingling voices rise, 2 He came to bid the weary rest, To spread the light of truth around, 3 He came our trembling souls to save 226. H. M. The Song of Angels. SALISBURY C 1 HARK! what celestial sounds, What music fills the air! Soft warbling to the morn, Now all is still; Now wild it floats, In tuneful notes, Loud, sweet, and shrill. 2 Th' angelic hosts descend, See how from heaven they bend, "Fear not," say they ; "Great joy we bring : Jesus, your King, 3 He comes your souls to save Your voices raise, With sons of light; Your songs unite 4 Glory to God on high! Ye mortals spread the sound, 1 WHEN, marshalled on the nightly plain, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 2 Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks, 3 Once on the raging seas I rode ; The storm was loud, the night was dark; The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze; Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem; It was the Star of Bethlehem. 5 It was my guide, my light, my all; 6 Now, safely moored, my perils o'er, For ever, and for evermore, The Star- the Star of Bethlehem ! A Light to lighten the Gentiles. 1 THE race that long in darkness pined The people dwell in day, who dwelt 2 To hail thy rise, thou better Sun, 3 To us a child of hope is born, And him shall all the earth obey, WESLES 4 His power increasing still shall spread, His throne shall justice guard above, |