Chapter M: E. Servoss

23 Leighton. S.M.

_Exhortation to Praise._ (32)

Stand up, and bless the Lord,
Ye people of his choice!
Stand up, and bless the Lord, your God,.
With heart, and soul, and voice.

2 Though high above all praise,
Above all blessing high,
Who would not fear his holy name,
And laud and magnify?

3 Oh, for the living flame
From his own altar brought,
To touch our lips, our minds inspire,
And wing to heaven our thought!

4 God is our strength and song,
And his salvation ours;
Then be his love in Christ proclaimed,
With all our ransomed powers.

James Montgomery, 1825.

24 Wilmot. 8s & 7s.

_Psalm 148._ (53)

Praise the Lord, ye heavens! adore him;
Praise him, angels in the height!
Sun and moon! rejoice before him;
Praise him, all ye stars of light!

2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken;
Worlds his mighty voice obeyed;
Laws, which never shall be broken,
For their guidance he hath made.

3 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious;
Never shall his promise fail;
God hath made his saints victorious;
Sin and death shall not prevail.

4 Praise the God of our salvation,
Hosts on high! his power proclaim
Heaven and earth, and all creation!
Laud and magnify his name.

John Kempthorne, 1810.

25 Horton. 7s.

_Psalm 107._ (50)

Thank and praise Jehovah's name;
For his mercies, firm and sure,
From eternity the same
To eternity endure.

2 Let the ransomed thus rejoice,
Gathered out of every land;
As the people of his choice,
Plucked from the destroyer's hand.

3 Praise him, ye who know his love;
Praise him from the depths beneath;
Praise him in the heights above;
Praise your Maker all that breathe.

4 For his truth and mercy stand,
Past, and present, and to be,
Like the years of his right hand--
Like his own eternity.

James Montgomery, 1822.

26 Hallelujah! 8s & 7s.

_Praise the Lord._

Hallelujah! song of gladness;
Song of everlasting joy;
Hallelujah! song the sweetest
That can angel hosts employ.

Cho.--Praise ye the Lord! sing Hallelujah!
Praise ye the Lord! sing Hallelujah!
Praise ye the Lord! sing Hallelujah!
Praise ye the Lord!

2 Hallelujah! Church victorious,
Thou mayst lift this joyful strain;
Hallelujah! songs of triumph,
Well befit the ransomed train.

3 Hallelujah! let our voices
Rise to heav'n with full accord;
Hallelujah! ev'ry moment
Brings us nearer to the Lord.

4 But our earnest supplication,
Holy God, we raise to thee;
Bring us to thy blissful presence.
Let us all thy glory see.

Anon.

27 Let Us Praise Him To-day. 8s & 7s.

_The Universal Song._

Praise to thee, thou great Creator!
Praise to thee from ev'ry tongue;
Join, my soul, with ev'ry creature,
Join the universal song.

Cho.--Glory to the Father and the Son,
Glory to the Spirit! three in one!
Let us praise him, let us praise him, let us praise him to-day,
And sing his loving kindness on our way.

2 Father! source of all compassion!
Pure, unbounded grace is thine;
Hail the Lord of our salvation!
Praise him for his love divine.

3 For ten thousand blessings given,
For the hope of future joy,
Sound his praise thro' earth and heaven,
Sound Jehovah's praise on high.

4 Praise to God, our great Creator!
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost;
Praise him, ev'ry living creature,
Earth and heav'n's united host.

J. W. Fawcett, 1767.

28 Lyons. 10s & 11s.

_Praise of Divine Love._

O worship the King, all-glorious above, And gratefully sing his wonderful love; Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days, Pavilioned in splendor and girdled with praise.

2 Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light; It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

3 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail; Thy mercies, how tender! how firm to the end, Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend!

4 Our Father and God, how faithful thy love! While angels delight to hymn thee above, The humbler creation, though feeble their lays. With true adoration shall lisp to thy praise.

Sir Robert Grant, 1839.

29 Lyons. 10s & 11s.

_Salvation to God._

Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim, And publish abroad his wonderful name. The name, all-victorious, of Jesus extol; His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all.

2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save; And still he is nigh, his presence we have; The great congregation his triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King.

3 "Salvation to God, who sits on the throne," Let all cry aloud, and honor the Son; Our Savior's high praises the angels proclaim,-- Fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb.

C. Wesley, 1744.

30 Gerar. S.M.

_The Glories of the Sanctuary._ (128)

How charming is the place
Where my Redeemer God
Unveils the glories of his face,
And sheds his love abroad!

2 Here, on the mercy seat,
With radiant glory crowned,
Our joyful eyes behold him sit,
And smile on all around.

3 To him their prayers and cries,
Each contrite soul presents;
And while he hears their humble sighs
He grants them all their wants.

4 Give me, O Lord, a place
Within thy blest abode;
Among the children of thy grace,
The servants of my God.

S. Stennett.

31 Hendon. 7s.

_A Blessing Implored._ (134)

Lord! we come before thee now; At thy feet we humbly bow; Oh, do not our suit disdain; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?

2 Send some message from thy word, That may joy and peace afford; Let thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart.

3 Comfort those who weep and mourn; Let the time of joy return; Those that are cast down lift up, Strong in faith, in love, and hope.

4 Grant that those who seek may find Thee, a God sincere and kind; Heal the sick, the captive free, Let us all rejoice in thee.

William Hammond, 1745.

32 Sicily. 8s, 7s, & 4s.

_Opening of Service._ (137)

In thy name, O Lord! assembling,
We, thy people, now draw near;
Teach us to rejoice with trembling;
Speak, and let thy servants hear--
Hear with meekness--
Hear thy word with godly fear.

2 While our days on earth are lengthened,
May we give them, Lord, to thee;
Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened,
May we run, nor weary be,
Till thy glory
Without clouds in heaven we see.

3 There, in worship, purer, sweeter,
Thee thy people shall adore;
Tasting of enjoyment greater
Far than thought conceived before;
Full enjoyment,
Full, unmixed, and evermore.

Thomas Kelly, 1809.

33 Sicily. 8s, 7s, & 4s.

_Close of Service._ (141)

Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing,
Fill our hearts with joy and peace;
Let us each, thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace;
Oh! refresh us,
Traveling through this wilderness.

2 Thanks we give and adoration,
For thy gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound;
May thy presence
With us, evermore, be found.

3 So, whene'er the signal's given,
Us from earth to call away,
Borne on angel's wings to heaven,
Glad the summons to obey,
We shall surely
Reign with Christ in endless day.

Walter Shirley, 1774.

34 Sicily. 8s, 7s, & 4s.

_Plea for Parting Blessing._ (139)

God of our salvation! hear us;
Bless, oh, bless us, ere we go;
When we join the world, be near us,
Lest we cold and careless grow.
Savior! keep us;
Keep us safe from every foe.

2 As our steps are drawing nearer
To our everlasting home,
May our view of heaven grow clearer,
Hope more bright of joys to come;
And, when dying,
May thy presence cheer the gloom.

Thomas Kelly, 1809.

35 Mendon. L.M.

_Psalm 84._ (119)

Great God! attend while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs; To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.

2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace! Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.

3 God is our sun, he makes our day; God is our shield, he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within.

4 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too; He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls.

5 O God, our King! whose sovereign sway The glorious hosts of heaven obey, And devils at thy presence flee; Blest is the man that trusts in thee!

Isaac Watts, 1719.

36 Mendon L.M.

_The Presence of Christ._ (124)

How sweet to leave the world awhile,
And seek the presence of our Lord!
Dear Savior! on thy people smile,
And come, according to thy word.

2 From busy scenes we now retreat,
That we may here converse with thee:
Ah! Lord! behold us at thy feet;--
Let this the gate of heaven be.

3 Chief of ten thousand! now appear,
That we by faith may see thy face;
Oh! speak, that we thy voice may hear
And let thy presence fill this place.

Thomas Kelly, 1809.

37 Mendon. L.M.

_Psalm 84._ (127)

How pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are! With long desire my spirit faints, To meet the assemblies of thy saints.

2 My flesh would rest in thine abode; My panting heart cries out for God; My God! my King! why should I be So far from all my joys and thee?

3 Blest are the souls who find a place Within the temple of thy grace; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face and learn thy praise.

4 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate; God is their strength, and through the road They lean upon their helper, God.

5 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length; Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there.

Isaac Watts, 1719

38 Ward. L.M.

_Before Sermon._ (122)

Thy presence, gracious God! afford: Prepare us to receive thy word; Now let thy voice engage our ear, And faith be mixed with what we hear.

2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, And fix our hearts and hopes above; With food divine may we be fed And satisfied with living bread.

3 To us thy sacred word apply, With sovereign power and energy; And may we, in thy faith and fear, Reduce to practice what we hear.

4 Father, in us thy Son reveal; Teach us to know and do thy will; Thy saving power and love display. And guide us to the realms of day.

John Fawcett. 1782.

39 Migdol. L.M.

_Acts 2:1._ (792)

Command thy blessing from above
O God, on all assembled here;
Behold us with a Father's love,
While we look up with filial fear.

2 Command thy blessing, Jesus, Lord!
May we thy true disciples be;
Speak to each heart the mighty word--
Say to the weakest, follow me.

3 Command thy blessing in this hour,
Spirit of truth! and till the place
With wounding and with healing power,
With quickening and confirming grace.

4 Oh, thou, our Maker, Savior, Guide,
One true, eternal God confessed;
Whom thou hast joined none may divide,
None dare to curse whom thou hast blest.

James Montgomery

40 Mear. C.M.

_God's Presence in Sanctuary_. (111)

Again our earthly cares we leave,
And in thy courts appear;
Again, with joyful feet, we come
To meet our Savior here.

2 Within those walls let holy peace.
And love, and concord dwell;
Here give the troubled conscience ease--
The wounded spirit heal.

3 The feeling heart, the melting eye.
The humble mind bestow;
And shine upon us from on high,
To make our graces grow.

4 May we in faith receive thy word,
In faith present our prayers;
And in the presence of our Lord,
Unbosom all our cares.

5 Shew us some token of thy love,
Our fainting hope to raise;
And pour thy blessing from above,
That we may render praise.

John Newton, 1779, _a._

41 Mear. C.M.

_Dedication_. (1175)

Oh, thou, whose own vast temple stands,
Built over earth and sea!
Accept the walls that human hands
Have raised to worship thee.

2 Lord! from thine inmost glory send,
Within these walls t' abide,
The peace that dwelleth without end
Serenely by thy side!

3 May erring minds, that worship here,
Be taught the better way;
And they who mourn, and they who fear,
Be strengthened as they pray.

4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm,
And pure devotion rise,
While, round these hallowed walls, the storm
Of earth-born passion dies.

William C. Bryant, 1835

42 Mear. C.M.

_Psalm 122._ (106)

How did my heart rejoice to hear
My friends devoutly say--
"In Zion let us all appear--
And keep the solemn day!"

2 I love her gates, I love the road;
The church, adorned with grace,
Stands like a palace, built for God
To show his milder face.

3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown,
The holy tribes repair;
The Son of David holds his throne,
And sits in judgment there.

4 He hears our praises and complaints;
And, while his awful voice
Divides the sinners from the saints,
We tremble and rejoice.

5 Peace be within this sacred place,
And joy a constant guest!
With holy gifts and heavenly grace
By her attendants blest!

6 My soul shall pray for Zion still,
While life or breath remains;
There my best friends, my kindred, dwell,
There God, my Saviour, reigns.

Isaac Watts, 1719

43 Lisbon. S.M.

_The Sabbath Welcomed._ (81)

Welcome! sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise!
Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes!

2 The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day;
Here we may sit and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.

3 One day in such a place,
Where thou, my God, art seen,
Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Of pleasurable sin.

4 My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this,
And sit and sing herself away
To everlasting bliss.

Isaac Watts, 1707

44 Mendebras. 7s & 6s. D.

_The Sabbath Holy._

O day of rest and gladness,
O day of joy and light!
O balm of care and sadness,
Most beautiful, most bright!
On thee, the high and lowly,
Before th' eternal throne,
Sing Holy! Holy! Holy!
To the great Three in One.

2 On thee, at the creation.
The light first had its birth;
On thee for our salvation,
Christ rose from depths of earth.
On thee, our Lord, victorious,
The Spirit sent from heaven,
And thus on thee, most glorious,
A triple light was given.

3 New graces ever gaining
From this our day of rest,
We reach the rest remaining
To spirits of the blest;
To Holy Ghost be praises,
To Father and to Son;
The church her voice upraises
To thee, blest Three in One.

Christopher Wordsworth, 1858.

45 Auburn. C.M.

_Sweet Day of Rest._ (66)

Come, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep,
On this sweet day of rest;
Oh, bless this flock, and make this fold
Enjoy a heavenly rest.

2 Welcome, and precious to my soul
Are these sweet days of love;
But what a Sabbath shall I keep
When I shall rest above!

3 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray;
Thy footsteps. Lord. I trace;
Here, in thine own appointed way,
I wait to see thy face.

4 Those are the sweet and precious days
On which my Lord I've seen;
And oft, when feasting on his word,
In raptures I have been.

5 Oh, if my soul, when death appears.
In this sweet frame be found,
I'll clasp my Savior in mine arms,
And leave this earthly ground.

John Mason, 1683.

46 Auburn. C.M.

_Sabbath Morn._ (60)

How sweetly breaks the Sabbath dawn
Along the eastern skies!
So, when the night of time hath gone,
Eternity shall rise.

2 How softly spreads the Sabbath light!
How soon the gloom hath fled!
So o'er the new created sight
Celestial bliss is spread.

3 What quiet reigns o'er earth and sea,
Through all the stilly air!
So calm may we this Sabbath be,
And free from worldly care.

4 Thus let thy peace, O Lord! pervade
Our bosoms all our days;
And let each passing hour be made
A herald of thy praise.

5 This peace of God--how full! how sweet
It flows from Jesus' breast;
It makes our bliss on earth complete,
It brings eternal rest.

Edwin F. Hatfield, 1840

47 Auburn. C.M.

_The Lord's Day Morning._ (65)

When the worn spirit wants repose,
And sighs her God to seek,
How sweet to hail the evening's close
That ends the weary week!

2 How sweet to hail the early dawn
That opens on the sight,
When first that soul-reviving morn
Sheds forth new rays of light!

3 Sweet day! thine hours too soon will cease;
Yet, while they gently roll,
Breathe, heavenly Spirit, source of peace,
A Sabbath o'er my soul.

4 When will my pilgrimage be done,
The world's long week be o'er,
That Sabbath dawn which needs no sun,
That day which fades no more?

James Edmeston, 1820.

48 Sabbath. 7s, 6 or 8 lines.

_Blessing of the Sabbath._ (94)

Safely thro' another week, God has bro't us on our way; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts to-day; Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest.

2 While we seek supplies of grace Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciling face; Take away our sin and shame; From our worldly cares set free; May we rest, this day, in thee.

3 May the gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints, Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief from all complaints; Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, Till we join the church above.

John Newton, 1779. _a._

49 Lischer. (German.) H.M.

_Rejoicing in the Sabbath._ (98)

Welcome, delightful morn! Thou day of sacred rest; I hail thy kind return; Lord, make these moments blest; From the low train of mortal toys I soar to reach immortal joys.

2 Now may the King descend, And fill his throne of grace; Thy scepter, Lord, extend, While saints address thy face! Let sinners feel thy quickening word, And learn to know and fear the Lord.

3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quickening powers; Disclose a Savior's love, And bless the sacred hours; Then shall my soul new life obtain, Nor Sabbaths be indulged in vain.

Hayward, 1806.

50 Spanish Hymn, 7s, 8.

_The Day of Rest._ (91)

Welcome, sacred day of rest!
Sweet repose from worldly care;
Day above all days the best,
When our souls for heav'n prepare;
Day, when our Redeemer rose,
Victor o'er the hosts of hell;
Thus he vanquished all our foes;
Let our lips his glory tell.

2 Gracious Lord! we love this day,
When we hear thy holy word;
When we sing thy praise, and pray,
Earth can no such joys afford;
But a better rest remains,
Heav'nly Sabbaths, happier days,
Rest from sin, and rest from pains,
Endless joys and endless praise.

William Brown, 1822.

51 Last Hope. 7s.

_Sabbath Evening._ (93)

Softly fades the twilight ray Of the holy Sabbath day; Gently as life's setting sun, When the Christian's course is run.

2 Night her solemn mantle spreads O'er the earth as daylight fades; All things tell of calm repose At the holy Sabbath's close.

3 Peace is on the world abroad; 'Tis the holy peace of God-- Symbol of the peace within, When the spirit rests from sin.

4 Savior, may our Sabbaths be Days of peace and joy in thee, Till in heav'n our souls repose, Where the Sabbath ne'er shall close.

Samuel F. Smith, 1843.

52 Lowry. L.M.

_Morning Praise._

Awake, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2 Awake, lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praises to th' eternal King.

3 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me when I slept; Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless life partake.

4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew; Scatter my sins as morning dew; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill.

Bp. Ken, 1709.

53 Vigil. S.M.

_Morning Song._ (1169)

See how the morning sun Pursues his shining way; And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, With ev'ry bright'ning ray.

2 Thus would my rising soul Its heavenly Parent sing, And to its great Original The humble tribute bring.

3 Serene I laid me down, Beneath his guardian care; I slept, and I awoke, and found My kind Preserver near.

4 My life I would anew Devote, O Lord, to thee; And in thy service I would spend A long eternity.

T. Scott.

54 Evening Prayer. 8s & 7s.

_Evening Blessing Desired._ (1171)

Savior, breathe an evening blessing,
E'er repose our spirits seal;
Sin and want we come confessing,
Thou canst save and thou canst heal.

2 Though destruction walk around us,
Though the arrows past us fly;
Angel guards from thee surround us,
We are safe if thou art nigh.

3 Though the night be dark and dreary,
Darkness cannot hide from thee;
Thou art he who, never weary,
Watchest where thy people be.

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us,
And our couch become our tomb,
May the morn in heaven awake us,
Clad in bright and deathless bloom.

James Edmeston, 1820.

55 Hursley. L.M.

_Evening Hymn._ (1165)

Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear,
It is not night if thou be near;
Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.

2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My weary eye-lids gently steep,
Be my last thought, how sweet to rest
Forever on my Savior's breast.

3 Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without thee I dare not die.

4 Come near and bless us when we wake,
Ere thro' the world our way we take,
Till in the ocean of thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.

Rev. J. Keble, 1827.

56 Eventide. 10s.

_Evening of the Day._

Abide with me: fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me!

2 Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, But as thou dwell'st with thy disciples, Lord, Familiar, condescending, patient, free, Come, not to sojourn, but abide with me.

3 I need thy presence every passing hour; What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who like thyself my guide and stay can be? Thro' cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me!

4 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away: Change and decay in all around I see; O thou, who changest not, abide with me!

Henry Francis Lyte, 1847.

57 Eventide. 10s.

_Closing Hymn._

Savior, again to thy dear name we raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise; We rise to bless thee ere our worship cease, And now, departing, wait thy word of peace.

2 Grant us thy peace upon our homeward way; With thee begun, with thee shall end the day; Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this house have called upon thy name.

3 Grant us thy peace, Lord, through the coming night; Turn thou for us its darkness into light; From harm and danger keep thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to thee.

John Ellerton, 1868.

58 Seymour, 7s.

_Evening Devotion._

Softly now the light of day Fades upon my sight away; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I would commune with thee.

2 Thou whose all pervading eye Naught escapes without, within, Pardon each infirmity, Open fault, and secret sin.

3 Soon, for me, the light of day Shall forever pass away; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee.

4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known All of man's infirmity; Then from thine eternal throne, Jesus, look with pitying eye.

G.W. Doane, 1824.

59 Stockwell. 8s & 7s.

_Evening Meditations._

Silently the shades of evening Gather round my lowly door; Silently they bring before me Faces I shall see no more.

2 O the lost, the unforgotten, Tho' the world be oft forgot! O the shrouded and the lonely! In our hearts they perish not.

3 Living in the silent hours, Where our spirits only blend-- They, unlinked with earthly trouble; We, still hoping for its end.

4 How such holy memories cluster, Like the stars when storms are past; Pointing up to that far heaven We may hope to gain at last.

C.C. Cox

60 Fading, Still Fading P.M., with Refrain.

_Evening Prayer_.

Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining; Father in heaven, the day is declining; Safety and innocence flee with the light, Temptation and danger walk forth with the night. From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime, Shield us from danger, keep us from crime.

Ref.--Father, have mercy,
Father, have mercy,
Father, have mercy, thro' Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

2 Father in heaven, O hear when we call; Hear, for Christ's sake, who is Savior of all. Feeble and fainting, we trust in thy might; In doubting and darkness thy love be our light; Let us sleep on thy breast while the night taper burns, Wake in thine arms when morning returns.

Selina Huntingdon

61 God Be With You. P.M.

_Parting Blessing._

God be with you till we meet again, By his counsels guide, uphold you, With his sheep securely fold you, God be with you till we meet again

Cho.--Till we meet, till we meet,
Till we meet at Jesus' feet;
Till we meet, till we meet,
God be with you till we meet again.

2 God be with you till we meet again, 'Neath his wings securely hide you, Daily manna still provide you, God be with you till we meet again.

3 God be with you till we meet again, When life's perils thick confound you, Put his arms unfailing round you, God be with you till we meet again.

4 God be with you till we meet again, Keep love's banner floating o'er you, Smite death's threat'ning wave before you, God be with you till we meet again.

J.E. Rankin D.D.

62 Wonderful Words. P.M.

_Words of Life._

Sing them over again to me,
Wonderful words of life,
Let me more of their beauty see,
Wonderful words of life,
Words of life and beauty,
Teach me faith and duty.

Cho.--Beautiful words, wonderful words,
Wonderful words of life,
Beautiful words, wonderful words,
Wonderful words of life.

2 Christ the blessed One gives to all
Wonderful words of life;
Sinner, list to the loving call,
Wonderful words of life;
All so freely given,
Wooing us to heaven.

3 Sweetly echo the gospel call,
Wonderful words of life;
Offer pardon and peace to all,
Wonderful words of life;
Jesus, only Savior,
Sanctify forever.

P.P. Bliss.

63 Give Me the Bible. P.M.

_The Bible Desired._

Give me the Bible, star of gladness gleaming, To cheer the wand'rer lone and tempest-tossed; No storm can hide that radiance peaceful beaming, Since Jesus came to seek and save the lost.

Cho.--Give me the Bible! holy message shining,
Thy light shall guide me in the narrow way.
Precept and promise, law and love combining,
Till night shall vanish in eternal day.

2 Give me the Bible, when my heart is broken, When sin and grief have filled my soul with fear; Give me the precious words by Jesus spoken, Hold up faith's lamp to show my Savior near.

3 Give me the Bible, all my steps enlighten, Teach me the danger of these realms below; That lamp of safety, o'er the gloom shall brighten, That light alone the path of peace can show.

4 Give me the Bible, lamp of life immortal, Hold up that splendor by the open grave; Show me the light from heaven's shining portal, Show me the glory gilding Jordan's wave.

Priscilla J. Owens.

64 Shirland. S.M.

_Psalm 119._ (170)

Behold! the morning sun
Begins his glorious way;
His beams thro' all the nations run,
And life and light convey.

2 But, where the gospel comes,
It spreads diviner light;
It calls dead sinners from the tombs
And gives the blind their sight.

3 How perfect is thy word!
And all thy judgments just;
Forever sure thy promise, Lord!
And men securely trust.

4 My gracious God! how plain
Are thy directions given!
Oh! may I never read in vain,
But find the path to heaven.

Isaac Watts, 1719.

65 Dallas. 7s.

_Book Divine._

Holy Bible, book divine,
Precious treasure, thou art mine;
Mine to tell me whence I came;
Mine to teach me what I am.

2 Mine to chide me when I rove;
Mine to show a Savior's love;
Mine thou art to guide and guard;
Mine to punish or reward.

3 Mine to comfort in distress,
Suffering in this wilderness;
Mine to show, by living faith,
Man can triumph over death.

4 Mine to tell of joys to come,
And the rebel sinner's doom;
O thou holy book divine,
Precious treasure, thou art mine.

John Burton, 1805.

66 Evan. C.M.

_Psalm 119._ (155)

Lord! I have made thy word my choice,
My lasting heritage;
There shall my noblest powers rejoice,
My warmest thoughts engage.

2 I'll read the histories of thy love,
And keep thy laws in sight,
While through the promises I rove,
With ever fresh delight.

3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown
Where springs of life arise;
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown,
And hidden, glory lies.

4 The best relief that mourners have--
It makes our sorrows blest;
Our fairest hope, beyond the grave,
And our eternal rest.

Isaac Watts, 1719.

67 Evan. C.M.

_The Latter Day._ (1018)

Lord! send thy word, and let it fly,
Armed with thy Spirit's power;
Ten thousands shall confess its sway,
And bless the saving hour.

2 Beneath the influence of its grace,
The barren wastes shall rise,
With sudden flowers and fruits arrayed,--
A blooming paradise.

3 Peace, with her olives crowned, shall stretch
Her wings from shore to shore;
No trump shall rouse the rage of war,
Nor murderous cannon roar.

4 Lord! for these days we wait;--these days
Are in thy word foretold;
Fly swifter, sun and stars! and bring
This promised age of gold.

5 Amen!--with joy divine, let earth's
Unnumbered myriads cry;
Amen!--with joy divine, let heaven's
Unnumbered choirs reply.

Thomas Gibbons, 1769.

68 Evan. C.M.

_The Incomparable Richness of God's Word._ (150)

Father of mercies, in thy word
What endless glory shines!
Forever be thy name adored
For these celestial lines.

2 Here may the wretched sons of want
Exhaustless riches find--
Riches above what earth can grant,
And lasting as the mind.

3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows,
And yields a free repast;
Sublimer sweets than nature knows
Invite the longing taste.

4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.

5 Oh, may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight;
And still new beauties may I see
And still increasing light.

Anne Steele, 1760.

69 Devizes. C.M.

_The Bible Our Light._ (149)

How precious is the book divine,
By inspiration given!
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine,
To guide our souls to heaven.

2 Its light, descending from above,
Our gloomy world to cheer,
Displays a Savior's boundless love,
And brings his glories near.

3 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts,
In this dark vale of tears;
Life, light, and joy it still imparts,
And quells our rising fears.

4 This lamp, through all the tedious night
Of life, shall guide our way,
Till we behold the clearer light
Of an eternal day.

John Fawcett, 1782.

70 Devizes. C.M.

_Psalm 119._ (158)

How shall the young secure their hearts,
And guard their lives from sin?
Thy word the choicest rules imparts
To keep the conscience clean.

2 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light,
That guides us all the day;
And, through the dangers of the night,
A lamp to lead our way.

3 Thy precepts make me truly wise;
I hate the sinners' road;
I hate my own vain thoughts that rise
But love thy law, my God!

4 Thy word is everlasting truth;
How pure is every page!
That holy book shall guide our youth,
And well support our age.

Isaac Watts, 1719.

71 Devizes. C.M.

_Perfection of the Law and Testimony._ (154)

Thy law is perfect, Lord of light;
Thy testimonies sure;
The statutes of thy realm are right,
And thy commandments pure.

2 Let these, O God, my soul convert,
And make thy servant wise;
Let those be gladness to my ears--
The dayspring to mine eyes.

3 By these may I be warned betimes;
Who knows the guile within?
Lord, save me from presumptuous crimes;
Cleanse me from secret sin.

4 So may the words my lips express--
The thoughts that throng my mind--
O Lord, my strength and righteousness,
With thee acceptance find.

C. Wesley.

72 Manoah. C.M.

_Faithfulness._

Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing;
The mighty works or mightier name
Of our eternal King.

2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
And sound his power abroad;
Sing the sweet promise of his grace,
And the performing God.

3 His very word of grace is strong,
As that which built the skies;
The voice that rolls the stars along,
Speaks all the promises.

4 Oh, might I hear thy heavenly tongue
But whisper, "Thou art mine!"
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.

Isaac Watts.

73 Manoah. C.M.

_Power_.

The Lord, our God, is full of might,
The winds obey his will;
He speaks,--and, in his heavenly height,
The rolling sun stands still.

2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land
With threatening aspect roar;
The Lord uplifts his awful hand,
And chains you to the shore.

3 Howl, winds of night, your force combine;
Without his high behest,
Ye shall not, in the mountain pine,
Disturb the sparrow's nest.

4 His voice sublime is heard afar,
In distant peals it dies;
He yokes the whirlwind to his car,
And sweeps the howling skies.

5 Ye nations bend--in reverence bend;
Ye monarchs, wait his nod,
And bid the choral song ascend
To celebrate your God.

H. Kirke White.

74 Manoah. C.M.

_Eternity._

Great God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to thee.

2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere seas or stars were made:
Thou art the ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead.

3 Eternity, with all its years,
Stands present in thy view;
To thee there's nothing old appears--
Great God! there's nothing new.

4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn,
And vexed with trifling cares;
While thine eternal thought moves on
Thine undisturbed affairs.

5 Great God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow.
And pay their praise to thee.

Isaac Watts.

75 Italy. 6s & 4s.

_The Trinity Adored._ (394)

Come, thou Almighty King! Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise; Father all glorious! O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of days!

2 Come, thou incarnate Word! Gird on thy mighty sword; Our prayer attend: Come, and thy people bless, And give thy word success; Spirit of holiness, On us descend.

3 Come, holy Comforter! Thy sacred witness bear In this glad hour: Thou who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power!

4 To the great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence, evermore! His sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore.

Charles Wesley, 1757.

76 All Saints. L.M.

_Praise to the Trinity_ (391)

Blest be the Father and his love,
To whose celestial source we owe
Rivers of endless joy above,
And rills of comfort here below.

2 Glory to thee, great Son of God!
From whose dear, wounded body rolls
A precious stream of vital blood--
Pardon and life for dying souls

3 We give the sacred Spirit praise,
Who, in our hearts of sin and woe,
Makes living springs of grace arise,
And into boundless glory flow.

4 Thus, God, the Father, God, the Son,
And God, the Spirit, we adore;
That sea of life and love unknown,
Without a bottom or a shore.

Isaac Watts, 1709.

77 Elizabethtown. C.M.

_God Incomprehensible._ (844)

Thy way, O God! is in the sea,
Thy paths I cannot trace;
Nor comprehend the mystery
Of thine unbounded grace.

2 'Tis but in part I know thy will;
I bless thee for the sight;
When will thy love the rest reveal,
In glory's clearer light?

3 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense
My captive soul surround;
Mysterious deeps of providence
My wondering thoughts confound.

4 As through a glass I dimly see
The wonders of thy love;
How little do I know of thee,
Or of the joys above!

5 With rapture I shall soon survey
Thy providence and grace;
And spend an everlasting day
In wonder, love, and praise.

John Fawcett, 1782.

78 Elizabethtown. C.M.

_Eternity of God._ (1071)

O God! our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.

2 Under the shadow of thy throne,
Still may we dwell secure;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure.

3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.

4 A thousand ages in thy sight
Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.

5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their cares and fears,
Are carried downward by the flood,
And lost in following years.

Isaac Watts, 1719.

79 Elizabethtown. C.M.

_Divine Perfections._ (182)

I sing th' almighty power of God,
That made the mountains rise,
That spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.

2 I sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day;
The moon shines full at his command,
And all the stars obey.

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That filled the earth with food;
He formed the creatures with his word,
And then pronounced them good.

4 Lord! how thy wonders are displayed
Where'er I turn mine eye!
If I survey the ground I tread,
Or gaze upon the sky.

Isaac Watts.

80 Dundee. C.M.

_Our Heavenly Father._ (21)

My God how wonderful thou art!
Thy majesty how bright!
How beautiful thy mercy seat,
In depths of burning light.

2 How dread are thine eternal years,
Oh, everlasting Lord!
By prostrate spirits day and night,
Incessantly adored.

3 Oh, how I fear thee, living God!
With deepest, tenderest fears,
And worship thee with trembling hope,
And penitential tears.

4 Yet I may love thee, too, O Lord!
Almighty as thou art,
For thou hast stooped to ask of me
The love of this poor heart.

5 No earthly father loves like thee,
No mother, half so mild,
Bears and forbears as thou hast done
With me, thy sinful child.

6 Father of Jesus! love's reward!
What rapture will it be,
Prostrate before thy throne to lie,
And gaze and gaze on thee.

Frederick Wm. Faber, 1849.

81 Dundee. C.M.

_God's Ways Not Understood._ (848)

God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign will.

3 Ye fearful saints! fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread,
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence,
He hides a smiling face.

5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.

William Cowper, 1772.

82 Dundee. C.M.

_Majesty. Ps. 18._

The Lord descended from above,
And bowed the heavens most high;
And underneath his feet he cast
The darkness of the sky.

2 On cherub and on cherubim
Full royally he rode;
And on the wings of mighty winds
Came flying all abroad.

3 He sat serene upon the floods,
Their fury to restrain;
And he, as sovereign Lord and King,
Forevermore shall reign.

Thomas Sternhold, d. 1549.

83 Triumph. L.M.

_The Goodness of God._ (176)

Yes, God is good; in earth and sky, From ocean depths and spreading wood, Ten thousand voices seem to cry, "God made us all, and God is good."

2 The sun that keeps his trackless way, And downward pours his golden flood, Night's sparkling hosts all seem to sky, In accents clear, that God is good.

3 Yes, God is good, all Nature says, By God's own hand with speech endued; And man, in louder notes of praise, Should sing for joy that God is good.

4 For all thy gifts, we bless thee, Lord; But chiefly for our heavenly food, Thy pardoning grace, thy quickening word; These prompt our song that God is good.

John H. Gurney.

84 Triumph. L.M.

_The Eternity of God._ (179)

Ere mountains reared their forms sublime,
Or heaven and earth in order stood,
Before the birth of ancient time,
From everlasting thou art God.

2 A thousand ages in their flight
With thee are as a fleeting day;
Past, present, future, to thy sight
At once their various scenes display.

3 But our brief life's a shadowy dream--
A passing thought, that soon is o'er;
That fades with morning's earliest beam,
And fills the musing mind no more.

4 To us, O Lord, the wisdom give,
Each passing moment so to spend,
That we at length with thee may live
Where life and bliss shall never end.

Isaac Watts.

85 Triumph. L.M.

_God Seen in nature._ (178)

There is a God--all nature speaks,
Through earth, and air, and sea, and skies;
See, from the clouds his glory breaks,
When earliest beams of morning rise.

2 The rising sun, serenely bright,
Throughout the world's extended frame,
Inscribes in characters of light
His mighty Maker's glorious name.

3 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad,
And trace creation's wonders o'er,
Confess the footsteps of your God--
Bow down before him and adore.

Anne Steele

86 Triumph. L.M.

_The Lord God Omnipotent._ (14)

The Lord is King; child of the dust! The Judge of all the earth is just; Holy and true are all his ways; Let every creature speak his praise.

2 The Lord is King! lift up thy voice, Oh, earth! and all ye heavens! rejoice; From world to world the joy shall ring-- The Lord omnipotent is King.

3 The Lord is King! who then shall dare Resist his will, distrust his care, Or murmur at his wise decrees, Or doubt his royal promises?

4 Oh, when his wisdom can mistake, His might decay, his love forsake, Then may his children cease to sing-- The Lord omnipotent is King.

Josiah Conder.

87 Faben. 8s & 7s. D.

_God is Love._

God is love; his mercy brightens
All the path in which we rove;
Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens:
God is wisdom, God is love.
Chance and change are busy ever;
Man decays and ages move;
But his mercy waneth never;
God is wisdom, God is love.

2 E'en the hour the darkest seemeth
Will his changeless goodness prove;
From the gloom his brightness streameth:
God is wisdom, God is love.
He with earthly cares entwineth
Hope and comfort from above;
Everywhere his glory shineth:
God is wisdom, God is love.

Sir John Bowring, 1825.

88 Mannheim. 8s & 7s.

_The Divine Glory._ (56)

Lord! thy glory fills the heaven;
Earth is with its fullness stored;
Unto thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord.

2 Heaven is still with glory ringing,
Earth takes up the angels' cry--
"Holy, holy, holy!" singing,
"Lord of hosts! the Lord most high!"

3 Ever thus in God's high praises,
Brethren! let our tongues unite;
Chief the heart when duty raises
God-ward at his mystic rite.

Richard Mant, 1828.

89 Azmon. C.M.

_Creating Wisdom._ (184)

Eternal Wisdom! thee we praise,
Thee the creation sings;
With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas,
And heaven's high palace rings.

2 Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky!
How glorious to behold!
Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye,
And starred with sparkling gold.

3 Infinite strength and equal skill
Shine through the worlds abroad;
Our souls with vast amazement fill,
And speak the builder--God.

4 But the sweet beauties of thy grace
Our softer passions move;
Pity divine, in Jesus' face,
We see, adore, and love.

Isaac Watts, 1705.

90 Azmon. C.M.

_The Trinity._ (388)

Hail! holy, holy, holy, Lord,
Whom One in Three we know;
By all thy heavenly host adored,
By all thy Church below.

2 One undivided Trinity
With triumph we proclaim;
The universe is full of thee,
And speaks thy glorious name.

3 Thee, holy Father, we confess;
Thee, holy Son, adore;
And thee, the Holy Ghost, we bless,
And worship evermore.

4 Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord,
Our heavenly song shall be
Supreme, Essential One, adored
In co-eternal Thee!

C. Wesley, 1767.

91 Azmon. C.M.

_God is Love._ (183)

Come, ye that know and fear the Lord,
And lift your souls above;
Let every heart and voice accord,
To sing that--God is love.

2 This precious truth his word declares,
And all his mercies prove;
Jesus, the Gift of gifts, appears,
To show that--God is love.

3 Behold his patience lengthened out
To those who from him rove,
And calls effectual reach their hearts,
To teach them--God is love.

4 The work begun is carried on
By power from heaven above;
And every step from first to last,
Declares that--God is love.

George Burder, 1784.

92 Azmon. C.M.

_God's Constant Goodness._ (179)

Jehovah God! thy gracious power
On every hand we see;
Oh, may the blessings of each hour
Lead all our thoughts to thee.

2 Thy power is in the ocean deeps,
And reaches to the skies;
Thine eye of mercy never sleeps,
Thy goodness never dies.

3 In all the varying scenes of time,
On thee our hopes depend;
In every age, in every clime,
Our Father and our Friend.

John Thompson, 1810

93 God is Love. P.M.

_Praise for God's Love._

Come, let us all unite to sing, God is love; Let heav'n and earth their praises bring, God is love; Let every soul from sin awake, Each in his heart sweet music make, And sing with us for Jesus' sake, For God is love.

Ref.--God is love,
God is love.
Come, let us all unite to sing
That God is love.

2 Oh, tell us to earth's remotest bound, God is love; In Christ we have redemption found, God is love; His blood has washed our sins away, His Spirit turned our night to day, And now we can rejoice to say That God is love.

3 How happy is our portion here, God is love; His promises our spirits cheer, God is love; He is our sun and shield by day, Our help, our hope, our strength, and stay; He will be with us all the way; Our God is love.

Anon.

94 Carol. C.M.D.

_The Angels' Song._ (206)

It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold;
"Peace to the earth, good-will to men,
From heaven's all gracious King:"
The earth in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing.

2 Still through the cloven skies they come,
With peaceful wings unfurled;
And still celestial music floats
O'er all the weary world;
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on heavenly wing,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds,
The blessed angels sing.

3 O ye, beneath life's crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way,
With painful steps and slow;--
Look up! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing;
Oh, rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing!

4 For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophet-bards foretold,
When with the ever-circling years
Comes round the age of gold!
When peace shall over all the earth
Its final splendors fling,
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing!

E.H. Sears, 1850.

95 Carol. C.M.D.

_A Light to Lighten the Gentiles._ (203)

The race that long in darkness pine
Have seen a glorious light;
The people dwell in day who dwelt
In death's surrounding night.
To hail thy rise, thou better Sun,
The gathering nations come,
With joy, as when the reapers bear
The harvest treasures home.

2 To us a child of hope is born;
To us a Son is given;
And him shall all the earth obey,
And all the hosts of heaven.
His name shall be the Prince of Peace,
Forevermore adored,
The Wonderful, the Counselor,
The great and mighty Lord.

John Morrison, 1781.

96 Christmas. C.M.

_The Angel's Message_ (208)

While shepherds watched their flocks by night,
All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.

2 "Fear not," said he,--for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled mind,--
"Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind.

3 "To you, in David's town, this day,
Is born of David's line,
The Savior, who is Christ, the Lord;
And this shall be the sign:

4 "The heavenly babe you there shall find
To human view displayed,
All meanly wrapped in swathing bands,
And in a manger laid."

5 Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith
Appeared a shining throng
Of angels, praising God, and thus
Addressed their joyful song:

6 "All glory be to God on high,
And to the earth be peace:
Good-will henceforth from heaven to men
Begin and never cease!"

Nahum Tate, 1696.

97 Zerah. C.M.

_The Chorus of Angels._ (210)

Calm on the listening ear of night
Come heaven's melodious strains,
Where wild Judea stretches far
Her silver-mantled plains.

2 Celestial choirs, from courts above,
Shed sacred glories there,
And angels, with their sparkling lyres,
Make music on the air.

3 The answering hills of Palestine
Send back the glad reply,
And greet, from all their holy heights,
The day-spring from on high.

4 "Glory to God!" the sounding skies
Loud with their anthems ring--
"Peace to the earth, good-will to men,
From heaven's eternal King."

Edmund H. Sears, 1835.

98 Antioch. C.M.

_Psalm 98._ (200)

Joy to the world! the Lord is come:
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare him room,
And heaven and nature sing.

2 Joy to the earth! the Savior reigns:
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy.

3 No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make his blessings flow,
Far as the curse is found.

4 He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love.

Isaac Watts, 1709.

99 Antioch. C.M.

_Christ's Mission._ (202)

Hark the glad sound! the Savior comes--
The Savior promised 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 burst,
The iron fetters yield.

3 He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure;
And, with the treasures of his grace,
T' enrich the humble poor.

4 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name.

Philip Doddridge, 1735.

100 Antioch. C.M.

_Jesus is God._ (195)

Jesus is God! the glorious bands
Of holy angels sing
Songs of adoring praise to him,
Their Maker and their King.

2 He was true God in Bethlehem's crib,
On Calvary's cross, true God;
He who, in heaven, eternal reigned,
In time, on earth abode.

3 Jesus is God! there never was
A time when he was not;
Boundless, eternal, merciful,
The Word the Sire begot.

4 Backward our thoughts through ages stretch,
Onward through endless bliss;
For there are two eternities,
And both alike are his.

5 Jesus is God! oh, could I now,
But compass land and sea,
To teach and tell this single truth,
How happy should I be!

6 Oh, had I but an angel's voice,
I would proclaim so loud,
Jesus, the Good, the Beautiful,
Is everlasting God.

Frederick Wm. Faber, 1862.

101 Herald Angels. 7s D.

(219)

Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled." Joyful all ye nations, rise; Join the triumph of the skies! With the angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem.

2 See, 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. Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; Hail the incarnate Deity. Pleased as man with men to dwell, Jesus, our Immanuel.

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. Let us, then, with angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled."

C. Wesley, 1759

102 Herald Angels. 7s D.

_Glory to God._ (204)

Angels rejoiced and sweetly sung
At our Redeemer's birth;
Mortals! awake: let every tongue
Proclaim his matchless worth.

2 Glory to God, who dwells on high,
And sent his only Son
To take a servant's form, and die,
For evils we had done!

3 Good-will to men; ye fallen race!
Arise, and shout for joy;
He comes, with rich abounding grace
To save and not destroy.

4 Lord! send the gracious tidings forth,
And fill the world with light,
That Jew and Gentile, through the earth,
May know thy saving might.

William Hurn, 1813.

1O3 Salvation Morning, 7s & 6s.

_God's Salvation Morning._

What means this glorious radiance
Across Judea's plain?
Those white-winged angels singing
In such exultant strain?

Cho.--The King of glory cometh,
Earth's broken hearts to bind,
And God's salvation morning
Hath dawned for all mankind.

2 What means this wondrous story
The holy angels tell?
Of one who reigned in heaven,
And now on earth would dwell?

3 Why bend these Eastern sages
To one of lowly birth?
What means this heav'nly message
Of love and peace on earth?

4 Ye wand'rers in earth's darkness,
On ocean deep and land,
Hail! hail! the joyful tidings,
The morning is at hand.