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3 Swift, through the vast expanse, it flew,
And loud the echo rollid;
'Twas more than heav'n could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky
Th’impetuous torrent ran; And angels flew with eager joy,
To bear the news to man.
And glory leads the song ;
HYMN 8. P. M. 11, 10.
Star in the East, 1 RIGHTEST and best of the sons of the
morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning,
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold on his cradle, the dew drops are shining;
Low lies his bed, with the beasts of the stan; Angels adore him, in slumber reclining,
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion,
Odors of Edom, and off-rings divine, Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the
mine? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation,
Vainly with gold would his favors secure; Richer by far is the heart's adoration,
Dearer to God are the pray’rs of the poor. 5 Brightest, and best of the sons of the morning,
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
HYMN 9. L. M.
The Star of Bethlehem.
Can fix the sinner's wand'ring eye.
From ev'ry host, from ev'ry gem : But one alone the Saviour speaks,
It is the star of Bethlehem. 3 Once on the raging seas I rode,
The storm was loud, the night was dark,
The ocean yawn'd and rudely blow'd
The wind that toss'd my found'ring bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze,
Death-struck, I ceas'd the tide to stem; When suddenly a star arose,
It was the star of Bethlehem.
It bade my dark forebodings cease;
It led me to the port of peace.
I'll sing, first in night's diadem, Forever and forevermore,
The star-the star of Bethlehem !
Characters of Christ.
HYMN 10. C. M.
Lose all their guilty stains.
That fountain, in his day;
Wash all my sins away.
Shall never lose its pow'r,
Be sav'd, to sin no more,
Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be-till I die.
I'll sing thy power to save ;
HYMN 11. L. M.
Christ the Physician of Souls. 1 EEP are the wounds which sin has made;
? In vain, alas, is nature's aid
The work exceeds all nature's pow'r ! 2 And can no sov’reign balm be found !
And is no kind physician nigh, Tycase the pain and heal the wound,
Ere life and hope forever fly?
3 There is a great physician near,
Look up, O! fainting soul, and live;
Such ease as nature cannot give! 4 See, in the Saviour's dying blood,
Life, health, and bliss abundant flow!
HYMN. 12. L. M.
Christ an hiding place.
The scheme to rescue fallen man !
That gave my soul a hiding place. 2 Against the God that rules the sky,
I fought with hands uplifted high ;-
Too proud to seek a hiding place.
light, Madly I ran the sinful race,
Secure without a hiding place.
Almighty Love! arrest the man;"-
And found I had no hiding place, 5 Vindictive justice stood in view;
To Sinai's fiery mount I flew;
“ This mountain is no hiding place.” 6 But lo! a heav'nly voice I heard
And mercy's angel soon appear'd;
To Jesus Christ, my hiding place. 7 On him Almighty vengeance fell,
Which must have sunk a world to hell ;
And now he is my hiding place.
HYMN 13. L. M. Christ our sympathizing High Priest. 1 HERE high the heav'nly temple stands,
The house of God not made with hands; A great high priest our nature wears, Our friend and advocate appears.
2 Though now ascended up on high,
He bends on earth, a brother's eye,
He knows the frailty of our frame. 3 Our fellow suffrer yet retains
A fellow feeling of our pains,
His tears, his agonies and cries.
The man of sorrows had a part ;
And to the suff'rer sends relief.
Let us make all our sorrows known;
HYMN 14. L. M.
Christ our example. 1
ND is the gospel peace and love ? ?
Wisdom and meek simplicity.
And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife;
Bright pattern of the Christian life. 3 O, how benevolent and kind !
How inild-how ready to forgive!
And these the rules by which we live. 4 To do his heav'nly Father's will,
Was his employment and delight ;
Shone through his life divinely bright. 5 Dispensing good where'er he came,
The labors of his life were love ;
HYMN 15 P. M. %.
Christ the Rock of Ages.
Let me hide myself in thee;
Save from wrath, and make me pure. 2 Should my tears forever flow,
Should my zeal no languor know,
This for sin could not atone,
Simply to thy cross I cling.
When my eye-lids close in death,
HYMN 16. C. M.
Coronation of Christ. 1 LL hail the pow'r of Jesus' name !
Let angels prostrate fall,
And crown him-Lord of all.
Who from his altar call; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown him-Lord of all. 3 Hail him, ye heirs of David's line,
Whom David, Lord did call; The God incarnate ! Man Divine !
And crown him-Lord of all. 4 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
Ye ransom'd from the fall,
And crown him-Lord of all.
The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at
his feet, And crown him-Lord of all. 6 Let every kindred, every tibe,
On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him—Lord of all. 7 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng,
We at his feet may fall ; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him-Lord of all, HYMN 17. P. M. 6, 4.
Worthy the Lamb.