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2 O may we ever hear Thy voice
The song of M08e8...and of the Lamb. In mercy to us speak;
Rev. xv. 3.

And in our Priest will we rejoice, 1

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WAKE and sing the song

Thou great Melchisedec.

3 Jesus shall still be all our theme,
Wake every heart and every tongue,

While in this world we stay;
To praise the Saviour's name.

We'll sing our Saviour's lovely name, 2 Sing of His dying love;

When all things else decay.
Sing of His rising power;

4 When we appear in yonder cloud, Sing how He intercedes above,

With all His favoured throng,
For those whose sins He bore.

Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, 3 Sing, till we feel our hearts

And Christ shall be our song.
Ascending with our tongues;
Sing, till the love of sin departs,

HIS INCARNATION AND ADVENT.
And grace inspires our songs.

S.M.

WATTS. Ye pilgrims on the road

342 To Zion's city, sing ;

Unto you is born...a Saviour.

Luke ii. 11.
Rejoice ye in the Lamb of God,
In Christ, the eternal King.

1 EHOLD, the grace appears; 5

Soon shall we hear Him say,
Ye blessed children, come;

Mary, the wondrous virgin, bears; Soon will He call us hence away,

And Jesus is the child.
And take His wanderers home.

2 The everlasting God 6 There shall each raptured tongue

Calls Him His only Son;
His endless praise proclaim :

Puts in His hand the sovereign rod, And sing in sweeter notes the song

And gives Him David's throne. Of Moses and the Lamb.

3 A heaveniy form descends,

The glorious news to bring; 340 Worthy of more glory than Moses.

And straight a flaming troop attends ;

The shepherds heard them sing :-
Heb. ii. 3.

Glory to God on high,
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LTOW strong Thine arm is, Mighty

God!

And heavenly peace on earth,
Who would not fear Thy name?

Good will to men, to angels joy,
Jesus, how sweet Thy graces are !

At the Redeemer's birth. Who would not love the Lamb?

In worship só divine 2 He has done more than Moses did;

Let saints employ their tongues; Our Prophet and our King:

With the celestial hosts we join, From bonds of hell He freed our souls,

And loud repeat their songs :And taught our lips to sing.

6 Glory to God on high, 3 In the Red Sea, by Moses' hand,

And heavenly peace on earth, The Egyptian host was drowned;

Good will to men, to angels joy, Bat His own blood hides all our sins,

At our Redeemer's birth. And guilt no more is found. 4 When through the desert Israel went,

87.87.47. MONTGOMERY. With manna they were fed ;

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Let all the angels of God worship Our Lord invites us to His flesh,

Him. Heb. i. 6. And calls it living bread.

1 ANGELS, from the realms of glory, 5 Moses beheld the promised land,

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346 Thyseed, which is Christ.–Gal. iii. 16. BET

4 Saints before the altar bending,

5 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace ! Watching long in hope and fear,

Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Suddenly, the Lord descending,

Light and life to all He brings,
In His temple shall appear ;

Risen with healing in His wings.
Come and worship;
Worship Christ, the new-born King.

6 Lo! He lays His glory by;

Born, that man no more may die;
5 Sinners, wrung with true repentance,

Born, to raise the sons of earth;
Doomed, for guilt, to endless pains,

Born, to give them second birth.
Justice now revokes the sentence,
Mercy calls you-break your chains ;

7 Come, Desire of Nations, come;
Come and worship;

Fix in us Thy humble home;
Worship Christ, the
new-born King.

Rise, the woman's conquering Seed;

Bruise in us the serpent's head.
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MEDLEY.
The heavenly host, praising God.

8 Sing we, then, with angels sing,
Luke ii. 13.

Glory to the new-born King;

Glory in the highest heaven,
MORTALS, awake, with angels join, Peace on earth, and man forgiven.
Jog, love, and gratitude combine
To hail the auspicious day.

WATTS.
2 In heaven the rapturous song began,
And sweet seraphic fire

1 EHOLD the woman's promised Seed Through all the shining legions ran,

Behold the great Messiah come; And strung and tuned the lyre.

Behold the prophets all agreed
3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew,

To give Him the superior room.
And loud the echo rolled ;
The theme, the song, the joy was new;

2 Abraham, the saint, rejoiced of old

When visions of the Lord he saw; "T'was more than heaven could hold:

Moses, the man of God, foretold
4 Down through the portals of the sky,

This great Fulfiller of his law.
The impetuous torrent ran :
And angels flew with eager joy,

3 The types bore witness to His name, To bear the news to man.

Obtained their chief design, and ceased; 5 Hark! the celestial armies shout,

The incense and the bleeding lamb,
And glory leads the song:

The ark, the altar, and the priest.
Goodwill and peace are heard throughout 4 Predictions, in abundance, meet
The harmonious, heavenly throng.

To join their blessings on His head : 6 With joy the chorus we'll repeat,

Jesus, we worship at Thy feet,
Glory to God on high ;

And nations own the promised Seed.
Good will and peace are now complete ;
Jesus was born to die.

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DODDRIDGE. 7 Hail ! Prince of Life, for ever hail !

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I bring you good tidings of great joy.
Redeemer, Brother, Friend;

Luke ii. 10.
Though earth and time and lite shall fail, 1 HARE Saviour promised

long; (comes,

TARK the glad sound, the Saviour
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Let every heart prepare a throne,
Glory to God in the highest.

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HIS HUMAN LIFE AND EXAMPLE. 3 He dies! the heavens in mourning stood

He rises ! and appears a God;

CONDER, 348 The disciple is not above his Master.

Behold the Lord ascending high,
Luke vi. 40.

No more to bleed, no more to die.

4 Hence and for ever from my heart ? As much have I of worldly good I bid my doubts and fears depart; I diet on as dainty food,

And to those hands my soul resign And am as richly clad,

Which bear credentials so divine.

[board, Though plain my garb, though scant my

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Thou Son of David, have mercy on ul. 2 The manger was His infant-bed ;

Matt. ix. 27. His home, the mountain-cave :

1 He had not where to lay His head;

JESTs, and didst Thou condescend,
He borrowed e'en His grave:
Earth yielded Him no resting-spot,

To heal the sick, the lame, the blind,

And drive disease away? Her Maker, but she knew Him not. 3 As much the world's good-will I share,

2 Didst Thou regard the beggar's cry, Its favour and applause,

And give the blind to see? As He whose blessed name I bear,

Jesus, thou Son of David, hearHated without a cause,

Have mercy, too, on me. Despised, rejected, mocked by pride,

3 And didst Thou pity mortal woe,
Betrayed, forsaken,
crucified.

And sight and health restore?
Then

pity, Lord, and save my soul, 4 Why should I court my Master's foe?

Which needs Thy mercy more.
Why should I fear its frown?
Why should I seek for rest below,

4 Didst Thou regard Thy servant's cry, Or sigh for brief renown?

When sinking in the wave? A pilgrim to a better land,

I perish, Lord, o save my soul !

For Thou alone canst save. An heir of joys at God's right hand.

O.M. 349 Never man spake like this man.

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3 Let grace our selfishness expel,

8 Careless, through outward cares I go, Our earthliness refine,

From all distraction free;
And kindness in our bosoms dwell, My hands are but engaged below,
As free and true as Thine.

My heart is still with

Thee.
4 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, 4 As done for Thee, do Thou receive
Forgiving and forgiven,

Each humble work of mine;
O may we lead the pilgrim's life,

Worth to my meanest labour give,
And follow Thee to heaven.

By joining it to Thine. 354 Made like unto His brethren.

KEBLE,

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CONDER. 357 That ye should follow His steps. Heb. ii. 17.

1 Pet. ii. 21. TN all things like Thy brethren Thou

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COW shall I follow Him I serve
HOW

How shall I copy Him I love?
Replies the voice within.

Nor from those blessed footsteps swerve,

Which lead me to His seat above? 20 Son of man, Thyself hast proved Our trials and our tears;

2 Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn,
Life's thankless toil, and scant repose;

The life of toil, the mean abode,
Death's agonies and fears.

The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn,3 0 Son of God, in glory raised,

Are these the consecrated road?
Thou sittest on Thy throne :

3 'Twas thus He suffered, though a Son,
Thence, by Thy pleadings and Thy grace,
Still succouring Thine own.

Foreknowing, choosing, feeling all,

Until the perfect work was done, 4 Brother and Saviour, Friend and Judge,

And drunk, the bitter cup of gall.
To Thee, O Christ, be given
To bind upon Thy crown, the names

4 Lord, should my path through suffering Elect in earth and heaven.

Forbid it I should e'er repine; [lie,

Still let me turn to Calvary, 355 L.M.

Nor heed

my griefs, remembering Thine. Made in the likeness of men. Phil. ii. 7.

5 O let me think how Thou didst leave

Untasted every pure delight,
Beloved, adored'Immanuel !

man,

To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve,

The toilsome day, the homeless night:Who didst, before all time began, In glory with Thy Father dwell;

6 To faint, to grieve, to die for me! 2 We sing Thy love, who didst in time

Thou camest not Thyself to please :
For us humanity assume,

And, dear as earthly comforts be,
To answer for the sinner's crime,

Shall I not love Thee more than these? To suffer in the sinner's room.

7 Yes! I would count them all but loss, 3 The ransomed church Thy glory sing8 ;

To gain the notice of Thine eye:
The hosts of heaven Thy will obey;

Flesh shrinks and trembles at the cross, And, Lord of lords, and King of kings,

But Thou canst give the victory. We celebrate Thy blessed sway. 4 A servant's form Thou didst sustain,

L.M.

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358 Leaving And with delight the law obey;

Leaving us an example.-1 Pet. ii. 21. Thou didst endure amazing pain,

1 While all our sorrows on Thee lay.

MY

Y dear Redeemer and my Lord,

I read my duty in Thy word ; 5 Blest Saviour, we are wholly Thine,

But in Thy life the law appears So freely loved, so dearly bought;

Drawn out in living characters. Our souls

to Thee would we resign, To Thee subject our every thought.

2 Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal,

Such deference to Thy Father's will,

Such love, and meekness so divine, 356 Behold mysemuant.—Matt. xii. 18.

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3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Thou didst not, Lord, refuse; to

Witnessed the fervour of Thy prayer:
Thy majesty did not disdain

The desert Thy temptations knew,
To be employed for us.

Thy conflict and Thy victory too. 2 Thy bright example I pursue,

4 Be Thou my pattern; make me bear
To Thee in all things rise ;

More of Thy gracious image here;
Let all I think, or speak, or do,

Then God, the Judge, shall own my name
Be one great sacrifice.

Amongst the followers of the Lamb.

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78. MONTGOMERY. 4 His living power and dying love Let this mind be in you which was Redeemed unhappy men, also in Christ Jesus.-Phil. ii. 3.

And raised the ruins of our race 1

To life and God again.
FATHER of eternal grace,
Meekly beaming in my face,

5 To Thee, dear Lord, our flesh and soul May the world Thine image see.

We joyfully resign;

Blest Jesus, take us for Thine own, 2 Happy only in Thy love,

For we are doubly Thine.
Poor, unfriended, or unknown;
Fix my thoughts on things above;

6 Thine honour shall for ever be Stay my heart on Thee alone.

The business of our days,

For ever shall our thankful tongues 8 Humble, holy, all resigned

Speak Thy deserved praise. To Thy will, -Thy will

be done! Give me, Lord, the perfect mind Of Thy well-beloved Son.

362 Who Loved Messinad gave Himself for 4 Counting gain and glory loss,

me.-Gal. ii. 20. May I tread the path He trod; Die with Jesus on the cross,

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LOVE divine, how sweet Thou art !