Eternal King erect thy throne,
And reign sole monarch in my breast.
3 O bid this trifling world retire,
And drive each carnal thought away;
Nor let me feel one vain desire,
One sinful thought, through all the day.
4 Then, to thy courts when I repair,
My soul shall rise on joyful wing,
The wonders of thy love declare,
And join the strains which angels sing.
HYMN XXXVIII. III. I.
Othy temple 1 repair
Lord, I love to worship there,
While thy glorious praise is sung,
Touch my lips. unloose my tongue.
2 While the pray'rs of saints ascend,
God of love, to mine attend;
Hear me, for thy Spirit pleads;
Hear, for Jesus intercedes.
3 While I hearken to thy law,
Fill my soul with humble awe,
Till thy gospel bring to me
Life and immortality.
4 While thy ministers proclaim
Peace and pardon in thy name,
Through their voice, by faith, may I
Hear thee speaking from on high."
5 From thy house when I return,
May my heart within me burn;
And at ev'ning let me say.
"I have walked with God to-day."
HYMN XXXIX. L M.
After Sermon.
Wisdom and might, and real 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.
4 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 heaven's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name."
HYMN XLII. III. 3.
TAIL, thou long expected Jesus,
Born to set thy people free!
From our sins and fears release us,
Let us find our rest in thee.
2 Israel's strength and consolation,
Hope of all the saints, thou art,
Long desir'd of every nation,
Joy of every waiting heart.
3 Born thy people to deliver,
Born a child, yet God our King,
Born to reign in us for ever,
Now thy gracious kingdom bring.
4 By thy own eternal Spirit
Rule in all our hearts alone;
ALMIGHTY Father! bless the word, By thy all-sufficient merit
Which, through thy grace, we now
O may the precious seed take root,
Spring up, and bear abundant fruit!
2 We praise thee for the means of grace,
Thus in thy courts to seek thy face:
Raise us to thy glorious throne.
CHRISTMAS.
HYMN XLIII. C. M.
Luke ii. 8-15.
Grant, Lord! that we who worship here Locks by night,
THILE shepherds watch'd their
May all, at length, in heaven appear.
HYMN XL. III, 5.
ORD! dismiss us with thy blessing,
with joy
Let us each, thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace;
O refresh us
Trav'lling through this wilderness!
2 Thanks we give, and adoration,
For the gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound:
May thy presence
With us evermore be found!
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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 seiz'd 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 Saviour, who is Christ the Lord; "And this shall be the sign:
4 The Heavenly Babe you there shall "To human view display'd, [find, "All meanly wrapp'd in swathing bands, 46 And in a manger laid."
5 Thus spake the Seraph, and forthwith
Appear'd a shining throng
Of angels, praising God, who thus
Address'd their joyful song:
6" All glory be to God on high,
"And to the earth be peace;
"Good-will, henceforth, from heaven to
"Begin and never cease."
WHILE angels thus, O Lord, rejoice,
Shall men no anthem raise ?
O may we lose these useless tongues,
When we forget to praise !
2 Then let us swell responsive notes,
And join the heavenly throng;
For angels no such love have known
As we, to wake their song.
3 Good-will to sinful dust is shown,
And peace on earth is given;
For lo! the incarnate Saviour comes,
With news of joy from heaven!
4 Mercy and truth, with sweet accord,
His rising beams adorn;
Let heaven and earth in concert sing,
"The promis'd Child is born!"
5 Glory to God, in highest strains,
By highest worlds is paid;
Be glory, then, by us proclaim'd,
And by our lives display'd;
6 Till we attain those blissful realms,
Where now our Saviour reigns;
To rival these celestial choirs
In their immortal strains!
HYMN XLV. III. 1.
HARK! the herald angels sing
Glory to the new-born King,
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconcil'd!
2 Joyful all ye nations rise,
Join the triumphs of the skies;
With th' angelic hosts proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem!
3 Christ, by highest heav'n ador'd,
Christ, the everlasting Lord,
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the virgin's womb!
4 Veil'd in flesh the Godhead see!
Hail th' incarnate Deity.
Pleas'd, as man, with man to dwell,
Jesus, now Emanuel!
5 Ris'n with healing in his wings,
Light and life to all he brings;
Hail the Sun of righteousness,
Hail the heaven-born Prince of peace.
Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exuk. ingly sing;
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King.
3 Mortals your homage be gratefully bringing.
And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise;
Ye angels the full hallelujah be singing. One chorus resound through the earth and the skies.
Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing;
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King
HYMN XLVII. C. M.
Isaiah ix. 2-7.
Tar seen a glorious light;
HE race that long in darkness pin'
The people now behold the dawn,
Who dwelt in death and night.
2 To hail thy rising Sun of life!
The gath ring nations come,
Joyous as when the reapers bear
Their harvest treasures home.
3 For thou our burden hast remov'd;
Th oppressor's reign is broke ;
Thy fiery conflict with the foe
Has burst his cruel yoke.
4 To us the promis'd Child is born;
To us the Son is giv'n;
Him shall the tribes of earth obey,
And all the hosts of heaven.
5 His name shall be the Prince of peace,
For evermore ador'd.
The Wonderful, the Counsellor,
The mighty God and Lord.
6 His pow'r increasing still shall spread,
His reign no end shall know;
Justice shall guard his throne above,
And peace abound below.
END OF THE YEAR.
HYMN XLVIII. C. M.
Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exult-TIME hastens on: ye longing saints,
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah
is King.
Zion! the marvellous story be telling,
The Son of the Highest, how lowly his
birth!
The brightest archangel in glory excelling, He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth.
Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exult-
ingly sing;
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah
is King.
Now raise your voices high;
And magnify that sov'reign love
Which shows salvation nigh.
2 As time departs, salvation comes,
Each moment brings it near:
Then welcome each declining day;
Welcome each closing year.
3 Not many years their course shall run,
Not many mornings rise,
Ere all its glories stand reveal'd
To our transported eyes.
HYMN XLIX. C. M.
St. Luke xiii. 6-9.
2 Tell how he cometh, from nation to na-EE, in the vineyard of the Lord,
A barren fig-tree stands;
No fruit it yields, no blossom bears,"
Though planted by his hands.
2 From year to year the tree he views 13 Yet, holy Father, wild despair And still no fruit is found;
Then cut it down," the Lord com
"Why cumbers it the ground!"
3 But lo! the gracious Saviour pleads"The barren fig-tree spare, "Another year in mercy wait,
"It yet may bloom and bear: 4" But if my culture prove in vain, "And still no fruit be found, "I plead no more; destroy the tree, "And root it from thy ground."
NEW YEAR.
HYMN L. L. M.
THE Goa of life, whose constant care With blessings crowns each op'ning
My scanty span doth still prolong,
And wakes anew mine annual song.
? How many precious souls are fled
To the vast regions of the dead.
Since to this day the changing sun
Through his last yearly period run!
3 We yet survive, but who can say,
"Or through this year, or month, or day.
"I shall retain this vital breath,
"Thus far, at least, in league with
death ?"
4 That breath is thine, eternal God;
'Tis thine to fix my soul's abode ;
It holds its life from thee alone,
On earth, or in the world unknown.
5 To thee our spirits we resign,
Make them and own them still as thine;
So shall they live secure from fear,
Though death should blast the rising year.
6 Thy children panting to be gone.
May bid the tide of time roll on,
To land them on that happy shore,
Where years and death are known no
7 No more fatigue, no more distress,
Nor sin, nor hell, shall reach that place;
No groans. to mingle with the songs
Resounding from immortal tongues:
8 No more alarms rom ghostly foes;
No cares to break the long repose,
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.
9 O, long expected year! begin;
Dawn on this world of wo and sin;
Fain would we leave this weary road,
To sleep in death, and rest with God.
HYMN LI. C M.
day, Why heaves the secret sigh ? 'Tis that I mourn departed days, Still unprepar'd to die.
2 The world and worldly things belov'd
My anxious thoughts employ'd;
And time unhallow'd, unimprov'd,
Presents a fearful void.
Chase from my lab'ring breast;
Thy grace it is which prompts the prayer,
That grace can do the rest.
4 My life's brief remnant all be thine!
And when thy sure decree
Bids me this fleeting breath resign,
O speed my soul to Thee!
EPIPHANY.
HYMN LII. S. M.
Isaiah lii. 7-10.
TOW beauteous are their feet
Who stand on Zion's hill;
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!
2 How charming is their voice!
How sweet their tidings are:
Zion, behold thy Saviour-King,
He reigns and triumphs here."
3 How happy are our ears
That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found!
4 How blessed are our eyes
That see this heavenly light!
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight.
5 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ,
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.
6 The Lord makes bare his arm
Through all the earth abroad:
Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
HYMN LIII. II. 5.
Isaiah Ix. &c.
ISE, crown'd with light, imperial Sa.
lem rise!
R"
Exalt thy tow'ring head and lift thine eyes!
See heaven its sparkling portals wide
display.
And break upon thee in a flood of day!
2 See a long race thy spacious courts
adorn,
See future sons and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies! 3 See barb'rous nations at thy gates at. tend,
Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend! See thy bright altars throng'd with pros. trate kings,
While every land its joyous tribute brings!
4 The seas snall waste, the skies to smoke
Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt
HYMN LIV. 11. 6.
Psalm Ixxii.
H Great David's greater Son;
TAIL to the Lord's Anointed,
Hail, in the time appointed,
His reign on earth begun!
He comes to break oppression,
To set the captive free,
To take away transgression,
And rule in equity.
2 He comes, with succour speedy,
To those who suffer wrong,
To help the poor and needy,"
And bid the weak be strong;
To give them songs for sighing,
Their darkness turn to light,
Whose souls, condemn'd and dying,
Were precious in his sight.
3 He shall descend like showers
Upon the fruitful carth,
And love and joy, like flowers,
Spring in his path to birth:
Before him, on the mountains,
Shall peace, the herald, go;
And righteousness, ia fountains,
From hill to valley flow.
4 To him shall prayer unceasing,
And daily vows, ascend;
His kingdom still increasing,
A kingdom without end:
The tide of time shall never
His covenant remove;
His name shell stand for ever;
That name to us is Love.
HYMN LV. C. M.
Isaiah ii. 2-5.
'ER mountain tops the mount of God In latter days shall rise, Above the summits of the hills,
And draw the wond'ring eyes.
2 To this the joyful nations round,
All tribes and tongues, shall flow;
Up to the mount of God, they'll say,
And to his house we'll go.
3 The beams that shine from Zion's hill
Shall lighten every land;
The King who reigns in Salem's tow'rs
Shall all the world command.
4 Among the nations he shall judge,
His judgments truth shall guide;
His sceptre shall protect the just,
And crush the sinner's pride.
5 For peaceful implements shall men
Exchange their swords and spears;
Nor shall they study war again
Throughout those happy years.
6 Come, ye house of Jacob! come
To worship at his shrine;
And, walking in the light of God,
With holy graces shine.
HYMN LVI. III. 1. Litany. AVIOUR, when in dust, to thee Low we bow th' adoring knee;
When, repentant, to the skies
Scarce we lift our streaming eyes;
O, by all thy pains and wo,
Suffer'd once for man below,
Bending from thy throne on high,
Hear our solemn litany.
2 By thy birth and early years,
By thy human griefs and fears,
By thy fasting and distress
In the lonely wilderness :
By thy vict'ry in the hour
Of the subtle tempter's pow'r;
Jesus, look with pitying eye;
Hear our solemn litany.
3 By thine hour of dark despair,
By thine agony of prayer,
By the purple robe of scorn,
By thy wounds-thy crown of thorn;
By thy cross-thy pangs and cries;
By thy perfect sacrifice;
Jesus, look with pitying eye;
Hear our solemn litany
4 By thy deep expiring groan,
By the seal'd sepulchral stone,
By thy triumph o'er the grave,
By thy pow'r from death to save;
Mighty God, ascended Lord,
To thy throne in heav'n restor'd,
Prince and Saviour, hear our cry,
Hear our solemn litany.
HYMN LVII. L. M.
MY God, permit me not to be
A stranger to myself and thee: Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful of my highest love.
2 Why should my passions mix with
And thus debase my heavenly birth?
Why should I cleave to things below,
And all my purest joys forego?
3 Call me away from flesh and sense;
Thy grace, O Lord, can draw me thence:
I would obey the voice divine,
And all inferior joys resign.
HYMN LVIII. C. M.
ALAS, what hourly dangers rise!
What snares beset my way!
To heaven, O let me lift mine eyes,
And hourly watch and pray.
2 How oft my mournful thoughts com plain,
And melt in flowing tears!
My weak resistance, ab, how vain!
How strong my foes and fears!
3 O gracious God, in whom I live, My feeble efforts aid,
Help me to watch, and pray, and strive,
Though trembling and afraid.
4 Increase my faith, increase my hope,
When foes and fears prevail;
And bear my fainting spirit up,
Or soon my strength will fail.
5 Whene'er temptations fright my heart,
Or lure my feet aside,
My God, thy powerful aid impart,
My guardian and my guide
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