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3 Swift, through the vast expanse, it flew,

And loud the echo rollid;
The theme, the song, the joy was new,

'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.
5 Hark! the cherubic armies shout,

And glory leads the song ;
Good will and peace are heard throughout
Th' harmonious heav'nly throng.

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.
THEN marshall'd on the nightly plain,
One star alone of all the train,

Can fix the sinner's wand'ring eye.
2 Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks,

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,

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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.
5 It was my guide, my light, my all

It bade my dark forebodings cease;
And through the storm and danger's thrall,

It led me to the port of peace.
6 Now safely moor'd-my perils o'er,

I'll sing, first in night's diadem, Forever and forevermore,

The star-the star of Bethlehem !

Characters of Christ.

HYMN 10. C. M.
The fountain of Christ's blood.
WHERE is a fountain fill'd with blood,
And sinners, plung d beneath that flood,

Lose all their guilty stains.
2 The dying thief rejoic'd to see

That fountain, in his day;
And there may 1, as vile as he,

Wash all my sins away.
3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood

Shall never lose its pow'r,
Till all the rangom'd church of God

Be sav'd, to sin no more,
4 E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream,

Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme,

And shall be-till I die.
5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song,

I'll sing thy power to save ;
When this poor lisping, stamm’ring tongue,
Lies silent in the grave.

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;
See, in his heav'nly smiles, appear

Such ease as nature cannot give! 4 See, in the Saviour's dying blood,

Life, health, and bliss abundant flow!
'Tis only this dear sacred flood
Can ease thy pain and heal thy wo.

HYMN. 12. L. M.

Christ an hiding place.
1 AIL! sov'reign love, that first began

The scheme to rescue fallen man !
Hail! matchless, free, eternal grace,

That gave my soul a hiding place. 2 Against the God that rules the sky,

I fought with hands uplifted high ;-
Depis’d the offers of his grace,

Too proud to seek a hiding place.
3 Enwrapp'd in dark Egyptian night,
And fond of darkness more than

light, Madly I ran the sinful race,

Secure without a hiding place.
4 But thus th' eternal counsel ran :

Almighty Love! arrest the man;"-
I felt the arrows of distress,

And found I had no hiding place, 5 Vindictive justice stood in view;

To Sinai's fiery mount I flew;
But justice cry d with frowning face :

“ This mountain is no hiding place.” 6 But lo! a heav'nly voice I heard

And mercy's angel soon appear'd;
Who led me on a pleasing pacw,

To Jesus Christ, my hiding place. 7 On him Almighty vengeance fell,

Which must have sunk a world to hell ;
He bore it for his chosen race,

And now he is my hiding place.
8 A few more rolling suns at most,
Will land me on fair Canaan's coast
There I shall sing the song of grace,
And see my glorious 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,
Partaker of the human name,

He knows the frailty of our frame. 3 Our fellow suffrer yet retains

A fellow feeling of our pains,
And still remembers in the skies,

His tears, his agonies and cries.
4 In ev'ry pang that rends the heart,

The man of sorrows had a part ;
He sympathizes with our grief,

And to the suff'rer sends relief.
5 With boldness therefore at the throne,

Let us make all our sorrows known;
And ask the aid of heav'nly power,
To help us in the evil hour.

HYMN 14. L. M.

Christ our example. 1

ND is the gospel peace and love ? ?
The serpent blended with the dove,-

Wisdom and meek simplicity.
2 Whene'er the angry passions rise,

And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife;
To Jesus let us lift our eyes,

Bright pattern of the Christian life. 3 O, how benevolent and kind !

How inild-how ready to forgive!
Be this the temper of our mind,

And these the rules by which we live. 4 To do his heav'nly Father's will,

Was his employment and delight ;
Humility and holy zeal

Shone through his life divinely bright. 5 Dispensing good where'er he came,

The labors of his life were love ;
Then, if we bear the Saviour's name,
By his example let us move.

HYMN 15 P. M. %.

Christ the Rock of Ages.

Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From thy side, a healing flood,
Be of sin the double cure,

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,
Thou must save, and thou alone :
In my hand no price I bring,

Simply to thy cross I cling.
3 While I draw this fleeting breath,

When my eye-lids close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
And behold thee on thy throne,
Rock of ages! cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in !
Praise to the Redeemer.

HYMN 16. C. M.

Coronation of Christ. 1 LL hail the pow'r of Jesus' name !

Let angels prostrate fall,
Bring forth the royal diadem,

And crown him-Lord of all.
2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God,

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,
Hail him who saves you by his grace,

And crown him-Lord of all.
5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget

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.
T Let heav'n and earth reply-

Praise ye his Name !
His love and grace adore,
Who all our sorrows bore ;

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