4 Saints before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly, the Lord descending, In His temple shall appear; Come and worship;
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 5 Sinners, wrung with true repentance, Doomed, for guilt, to endless pains, Justice now revokes the sentence, Mercy calls you-break your chains; Come and worship;
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
TORTALS, awake, with angels join, And chant the solemn lay,
Joy, love, and gratitude combine To hail the auspicious day.
2 In heaven the rapturous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And strung and tuned the lyre.
3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo rolled;
The theme, the song, the joy was new; "Twas more than heaven could hold: 4 Down through the portals of the sky, The impetuous torrent ran: And angels flew with eager joy, To bear the news to man.
5 Hark! the celestial armies shout, And glory leads the song:
Good will and peace are heard throughout The harmonious, heavenly throng.
6 With joy the chorus we'll repeat,Glory to God on high;
Good will and peace are now complete; Jesus was born to die.
7 Hail! Prince of Life, for ever hail! Redeemer, Brother, Friend;
Though earth and time and life shall fail, Thy praise shall never end.
C. WESLEY. Glory to God in the highest. Luke ii. 14.
ARK! the herald angels sing,→ Glory to the new-born King'; Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled.
2 Joyful all ye nations rise; Join the triumph of the skies: With the angelic host proclaim,- Christ is born in Bethlehem.
8 Christ, by highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord; Late in time, behold Him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb! 4 Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; Hail the Incarnate Deity! Pleased as Man with men to dwell, Jesus our Immanuel.
5 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. 6 Lo! He lays His glory by ;
Born, that man no more may die; Born, to raise the sons of earth; Born, to give them second birth. 7 Come, Desire of Nations, come; Fix in us Thy humble home; Rise, the woman's conquering Seed; Bruise in us the serpent's head.
8 Sing we, then, with angels sing,- Glory to the new-born King; Glory in the highest heaven, Peace on earth, and man forgiven.
B Behold the great Messiah come:
EHOLD the woman's promised Seed
Behold the prophets all agreed To give Him the superior room.
2 Abraham, the saint, rejoiced of old When visions of the Lord he saw; Moses, the man of God, foretold This great Fulfiller of his law.
3 The types bore witness to His name, Obtained their chief design, and ceased; The incense and the bleeding lamb, The ark, the altar, and the priest.
4 Predictions, in abundance, meet To join their blessings on His head: Jesus, we worship at Thy feet,
And nations own the promised Seed.
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 burst, The iron fetters yield.
3 He comes from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eye-balls of the blind To pour celestial day.
4 He comes the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure,
And with the treasures of His grace, To enrich the humble poor.
5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heaven's eternal arches ring With Thy beloved name.
CONDER. The disciple is not above his Master. Luke vi. 40.
S much have I of worldly good
1AAs cer my Master had;
I diet on as dainty food,
And am as richly clad, Though plain my garb, though scant my As Mary's Son and nature's Lord. 2 The manger was His infant-bed;
His home, the mountain-cave: He had not where to lay His head; He borrowed e'en His grave: Earth yielded Him no resting-spot,- Her Maker, but she knew Him not.
3 As much the world's good-will I share, Its favour and applause,
As He whose blessed name I bear,- Hated without a cause, Despised, rejected, mocked by pride, Betrayed, forsaken, crucified.
4 Why should I court my Master's foe? Why should I fear its frown? Why should I seek for rest below, Or sigh for brief renown?- A pilgrim to a better land,
An heir of joys at God's right hand.
OW sweetly flowed the gospel's sound From lips of gentleness and grace, When listening thousands gathered
And joy and reverence filled the place!
2 From heaven He came, of heaven He spoke,
To heaven He led His followers' way; Dark clouds of gloomy night He broke, Unveiling an immortal day.
8 Come, wanderers, to My Father's home, Come, all ye weary ones, and rest ;- Yes! gracious Saviour, we will come, Obey Thee, love Thee, and be blest. 4 Decay, these tenements of dust; Pillars of earthly pride, decay! A nobler mansion waits the just, And Jesus has prepared the way.
350 Many believed, when they saw the
miracles.-John ii. 23.
1 BEHOLD! the blind their sight receive;
Behold the dead awake and live, The dumb speak wonders, and the lame Leap like the hart, and bless His name. 2 Thus doth the Eternal Spirit own And seal the mission of the Son; The Father vindicates His cause, While He hangs bleeding on the cross.
3 He dies! the heavens in mourning stood He rises and appears a God; Behold the Lord ascending high, No more to bleed, no more to die. 4 Hence and for ever from my heart I bid my doubts and fears depart; And to those hands my soul resign Which bear credentials so divine.
C.M. BRADLEY. Thou Son of David, have mercy on us. Matt. ix. 27.
JESUS, and didst Thou condescend,
When veiled in human clay, To heal the sick, the lame, the blind, And drive disease away?
2 Didst Thou regard the beggar's cry, And give the blind to see? Jesus, thou Son of David, hear- Have mercy, too, on me.
3 And didst Thou pity mortal woe, And sight and health restore? Then pity, Lord, and save my soul, Which needs Thy mercy more.
4 Didst Thou regard Thy servant's cry, When sinking in the wave?
I perish, Lord, O save my soul ! For Thou alone canst save.
Being...as a man, He humbled Himself.-Phil. ii. 8.
JESUS, exalted far on high,
To whom a Name is given,
A name surpassing every name That's known in earth or heaven.
2 Before whose throne shall every knee Bow down with one accord;
Before whose throne shall every tongue Confess that Thou art Lord.
3 Jesus, who in the form of God Didst equal honour claim, Yet, to redeem our guilty souls, Didst stoop to death and shame ; 4 O may that mind in us be formed, Which shone so bright in Thee; A humble, meek, and lowly mind, From pride and envy free.
5 May we to others stoop, and learn To emulate Thy love; So shall we bear Thine image here, And share Thy throne above.
1 IN all things like Thy brethren Thou
Wast made, yet free from sin; But how unlike to us, O Lord!— Replies the voice within.
2 O Son of man, Thyself hast proved Our trials and our tears;
Life's thankless toil, and scant repose; Death's agonies and fears.
3 0 Son of God, in glory raised,
Thou sittest on Thy throne: Thence, by Thy pleadings and Thy grace, Still succouring Thine own.
4 Brother and Saviour, Friend and Judge, To Thee, O Christ, be given
To bind upon Thy crown, the names Elect in earth and heaven.
1 THOU Son of God, and Son of man,
Beloved, adored Immanuel! Who didst, before all time began, In glory with Thy Father dwell; 2 We sing Thy love, who didst in time For us humanity assume,
To answer for the sinner's crime, To suffer in the sinner's room.
3 The ransomed church Thy glory sings; The hosts of heaven Thy will obey; And, Lord of lords, and King of kings, We celebrate Thy blessed sway.
4 A servant's form Thou didst sustain, And with delight the law obey; Thou didst endure amazing pain, While all our sorrows on Thee lay. 5 Blest Saviour, we are wholly Thine, So freely loved, so dearly bought; Our souls to Thee would we resign, To Thee subject our every thought.
OW shall I follow Him I serve
H How shall I Copy Him I love?
Nor from those blessed footsteps swerve, Which lead me to His seat above?
2 Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn, The life of toil, the mean abode, The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn,- Are these the consecrated road?
3 'Twas thus He suffered, though a Son, Foreknowing, choosing, feeling all, Until the perfect work was done, And drunk, the bitter cup of gall.
4 Lord, should my path through suffering Forbid it I should e'er repine; Still let me turn to Calvary,
Nor heed my griefs, remembering Thine.
5 O let me think how Thou didst leave Untasted every pure delight,
To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve, The toilsome day, the homeless night:-
6 To faint, to grieve, to die for me! Thou camest not Thyself to please: And, dear as earthly comforts be, Shall I not love Thee more than these?
7 Yes! I would count them all but loss, To gain the notice of Thine eye: Flesh shrinks and trembles at the cross, But Thou canst give the victory.
Leaving us an example.-1 Pet. ii. 21.
My dear Redeemer and my Lord,
I read my duty in Thy word; But in Thy life the law appears Drawn out in living characters.
2 Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal, Such deference to Thy Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine.
3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervour of Thy prayer: The desert Thy temptations knew, Thy conflict and Thy victory too.
4 Be Thou my pattern; make me bear More of Thy gracious image here; Then God, the Judge, shall own my name Amongst the followers of the Lamb.
MONTGOMERY. Let this mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus.-Phil. ii. 5.
FATHER of eternal grace,
Glorify Thyself in me; Meekly beaming in my face, May the world Thine image see. 2 Happy only in Thy love,
Poor, unfriended, or unknown; Fix my thoughts on things above; Stay my heart on Thee alone. 8 Humble, holy, all resigned To Thy will, Thy will be done! Give me, Lord, the perfect mind Of Thy well-beloved son. 4 Counting gain and glory loss, May I tread the path He trod; Die with Jesus on the cross, Rise with Him to Thee, my God.
1 PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair
wretched sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day.
2 With pitying eyes the Prince of Grace Beheld our helpless grief;
He saw, and, O amazing love!
He ran to our relief.
3 Down from the shining seats above With joyful haste He fled; Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead.
4 He spoiled the powers of darkness thus, And brake our iron chains; Jesus hath freed our captive souls From everlasting pains.
5 O! for this love, let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break, And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak.
6 Angels, assist our mighty joys, Strike all your harps of gold; But when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told.
361 Christ hath redeemed us.—Gal. iii. 13.
1 W Rebelled and lost their God,
THEN the first parents of our race
And the infection of their sin Had tainted all our blood;
2 Infinite pity touched the heart Of the Eternal Son;
Descending from the heavenly court, He left His Father's throne.
3 Aside the Prince of Glory threw His most divine array,
And wrapt His Godhead in a veil Of our inferior clay.
LOVE divine, how sweet Thou art! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by Thee?
I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me!
2 Stronger His love than death or hell; Its riches are unsearchable:
The first-born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see; They cannot reach the mystery,
The length and breadth and height.
3 God only knows the love of God: O that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart: For love I sigh, for love I pine: This only portion, Lord, be mine, Be mine this better part
4 O that I could for ever sit With Mary at the Master's feet; Be this my happy choice: My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth be this, To hear the Bridegroom's voice.
GERHARD. The love of Christ constraineth us. 2 Cor. v. 14.
JESUS, Thy boundless love to me
No thought can reach, no tongue declare;
O knit my thankful heart to Thee, And reign without a rival there: Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am; Lord, with Thy love my heart inflame:
2 O grant that nothing in my soul May dwell, but Thy pure love alone: O may Thy love possess me whole, My joy, my treasure, and my crown; All coldness from my heart remove, May every act, word, thought, be love. 3 O Love, how cheering is thy ray! All pain before thy presence flies; Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, Where'er thy healing beams arise: O Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire, or seek, but Thee.
OVE divine, all love excelling, 1 Joy of heaven, to earth come down;
Fix in us Thy humble dwelling;
All Thy faithful mercies crown. Jesus, Thou art all compassion; Pure, unbounded love Thou art: Visit us with Thy salvation; Enter every longing heart. 2 Come, almighty to deliver, Let us all Thy grace receive; Suddenly return, and never,
Never more Thy temples leave. Thee we would be always blessing, Serve Thee as Thy hosts above; Pray, and praise Thee without ceasing: Glory in Thy precious love.
3 Finish, then, Thy new creation; Pure, unspotted may we be: Let us see our whole salvation Perfectly secured by Thee: Changed from glory into glory, Till in heaven we take our place; Till we cast our crowns before Thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
LANGFORD. Unto Him that loved us.-Rev. i. 5.
365 1 NOW begin the heavenly theme: Sing aloud in Jesus' name;
Ye who His salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love.
2 Ye, who see the Father's grace Beaming in the Saviour's face, As to Canaan on ye move, Praise and bless redeeming love. 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears; Banish all your guilty fears; See your guilt and curse remove, Cancelled by redeeming love.
4 Ye, who long, alas! have been Willing slaves of death and sin, Now from bliss no longer rove; Listen to redeeming love.
5 Welcome all by sin oppressed Welcome to His sacred rest: Nothing brought Him from above. Nothing but redeeming love.
6 Hither, then, your tribute bring, Strike aloud each joyful string: Mortals, join the hosts above, Join to praise redeeming love
366 Thou showest loving-kindness unto
thousands.-Jer. xxxii. 18. And sing the great Redeemer's praise; WAKE, my soul, in joyful lays,
He justly claims a song from me; His loving-kindness, O how free! 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me, notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate: His loving-kindness, O how great! 3 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick, and thundered loud, He near my soul has ever stood: His loving-kindness, O how good!
4 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale; Soon all my mortal powers must fail: O may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death!
5 Then let me mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day; And sing, with rapture and surprise His loving-kindness in the skies.
AVIOUR, when in dust to Thee So, wh the adoring knee;
When repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes; O! by all Thy pains and woe, Suffered once for man below, Bending from Thy throne on high, Hear our solemn litany.
2 By Thy helpless infant years By Thy life of want and tears, By Thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness, By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power; Turn, O turn a favouring eye, Hear our solemn litany.
By the sacred grief that wept 9'er the grave where Lazarus slept; By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode; By the anguished sigh that told Treachery lurked within Thy fold From Thy seat above the sky, Hear our solemn litany.
By Thine hour of dire despair, By Thine agony of prayer; By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear and torturing scorn; By the gloom that veiled the skies O'er the dreadful sacrifice, Listen to our humble cry; Hear our solemn litany.
By Thy deep expiring groan; By the sad sepulchral stone, By the vault whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God;
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