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6 Archangels leave their high abode

To learn new mysteries here, and tell
The loves of our descending God,
The glories of Immanuel.

L. M. 100. God the Son equal with the Father. 1 BRIGHT King of glory, dreadful God!

Our spirits bow before thy seat, To thee we lift an humble thought,

And worship at thine awful fect.
2 A thousand seraphs strong and bright

Stand round the glorious Deity;.
But who amongst the sons of light

Pretends comparison with thee! 3 Yet there is one of human frame,

Jesus, array'd in flesh and blood,
Thinks it no robbery to claim

A full equality with God.
4 Their glory shines with equal beams;

Their essence is for ever one,
Though they are known by different parco

The Father God, and God the Son.
5. Then let the name of Christ our King

With equal honours be ador'd;
His praise let every angel sing,
And all the nations own their


C. M. 101.

The Divinity of Christ.
THEE we adore, Eternal Word!

The Father's equal Son;
By heaven's obedient hosts ador'd,

'Ere time its course begun. The first creation has display'd

Thine energy divine;
For not a single thing was made
By other hands than thine.

3 But ransom’d sinners, with delight,

Sublimer facts survey,
The all-creating Word unites

Himself to dust and clay.
Creation's Author now assumes

A creature's humble form:
A man of grief and wo becomes,

And trod on like a worm.
5 The Lord of glory bears the shame

To vile transgressors due; Justice the Prince of life condemns

To die in anguish to0.6 God over all, for ever blest,

The righteous curse endures; And thus, to souls with sin distrest,

Eternal bliss ensures.
7 What wonders in thy person meet,

My Saviour, all divine!
I fall with rapture at thy feet,
And would be wholly thine.


L. M. 102. Messiah, Gen. xlix. 10. Dan. ix. 26.

Hag. ii.. 6.
LORY to God! who reigns above,

Who dwells in light, whose name is love Ye saints and angels, if ye can,

Declare the love of God to maú.
2 O what can more his love commend,

His dear, his only Son to send!
That man, condemn’d to die, might live,

And God be glorious to forgive!
3 Messiah's come- e-with joy behold

The days by prophets long foretold:
Judah, thy royal sceptre's broke;
And time still


Daniel, thy weeks are all expir’d,-
The time prophetic seals requir'd;
Cut off for sins, but not his own,

Thy Prince, Messiah, did atone. 5 We see the prophecies fulfill'd

In Jesus, that most wondrous child:
His birth, his life, his death, combine
To prove his character divine.

(96.) C. M. 103. The Angels message to the shepherols at

Christ's nativity. 1 N Judah’s plains as shepherds sat,

Watching their flocks by night, The angel of the Lord appear'),

Clad in celestial light. 2 Awe-struck the vision they regard,

Appallid with trembling fear; When thus a cherub-yoice divine

Breath'd sweetly on their ear. 3 “Shepherds of Judah! cease your fear's,

And calm your troubled mind; Glad tidings of great joy I bring

To you and all mankind.
4 This day almighty love fulfils

Its great eternal word;
This day is born in Bethlehem

A Saviour, Christ the Lord.
5 There shall you find the heav’nly babe

In humblest weeds array'd;
All meanly wrapp'd in swaddling clothes,

And in a manger laid.”
6 Ile ceas'd, and sudden all around

Appear'd a radiant throng
Of angels, praising God, and thus

Warbling their choral song:
7 “ Glory to God, from whom on higla
All-gracious mercies flow!

Who sends his heav'n-descended peace

To dwell with man below.”

(97. P. M. 104.

The birth of Christ joy to the world ! HARK! what celestial notes,

What melody we hear!
Soft on the morn it floats,
And fills the ravish'd ear.

The tunefull shell,
The golden lyre,
And vocal choir

The concert swell.

2 T'h' angelic hosts descend,

With harmony divine:
See how from heav'n they bend,
And in full chorus join.

Fear not, say they;
Great joy we bring:
Jesus, your King,

Is born to-day.
3 He comes, from error's night

Your wand'ring feet to save;
To realms of bliss and light
He lifts you from the grave.

This glorious morn,
(Let all attend!).
Your matchless friend,

Your Saviour's born.

4 Glory to God on high!

Ye mortals, spread the sound,
And let your raptures fly
To earth's remotest bound:

For peace on earth,
From God in heav'n,
To man is giv’n,
At Jesus birth.


(94.) C. M.

The Advent of the Saviour. 1 HARK, the glad sound, the Saviour comes,

The Saviour promis'd long!
Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne,

And ev'ry voice a song.
2 On him the Spirit, largely pour'd,

Exerts his sacred fire;
Wisdom, and might, and zeal, and love,

His holy breast inspire.
3 He comes the pris’ners to release,
In Satan's

bondage held:
The gates of brass before him burst,

The iron fetters yield.
+ He comes, from thickest films of vice

To clear the mental ray;
And on the eyes, oppress’d with night,

To pour celestial day.
5 He comes, the broken heart to bind,

The bleeding soul to cure,
And, with the treasures of his grace,

T'enrich the humble poor.
6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace!

Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heav'n's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name.

(95.) S. M. 106. Mercy and not Wrath results from the

mission of Christ.
AISE your triumphant songs,

To an immortal tune.
Let the wide earth resound the deeds

Celestial grace has done. 2 Sing, how eternal love

Its chief beloved chose,
And bade him raise our wretched race
From their abyss of woes.

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