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3. Through David's city I am led;
Here all around are sleeping:
A light directs to yon poor shed,
Where lonely watch is keeping:
I enter;-ah! what glories shine!
Is this Immanuel's earthly shrine?
Messiah's infant temple?

4. It is; it is; and I adore

This Stranger meek and lowly,
As saints and seraphs bow before
The throne of God thrice holy;
Faith through the vail of flesh can see
The face of Thy divinity,

My Lord, my God, my Saviour!

P. M.

1. No war nor battle's sound

Was heard the world around;

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No hostile chiefs to furious combat ran;
But peaceful was the night,
In which the Prince of light

His reign of peace upon the earth began.
2. The shepherds on the lawn,
Before the point of dawn,

In social circle sat; while all around,
The gentle, fleecy brood,

Or cropped the flowery food,

Or slept, or sported on the verdant ground—
3. When lo! with ravished ears,

Each swain delighted hears
Sweet music, offspring of no mortal hand;
Divinely-warbled voice,

Answering the stringed noise,

With blissful rapture charmed the listening band. 4. They saw a glorious light

Burst on their wondering sight;

Harping in solemn choir, in robes arrayed,
The helmed cherubim

And sworded seraphim

Are seen in glittering ranks, with wings displayed.

5. Sounds of so sweet a tone

Before were never known,

But when of old the sons of morning sung,
While God disposed in air,

Each constellation fair,

And the well-balanced world on hinges hung. 6. "Hail, hail, auspicious morn!

The Saviour Christ is born!"

Such was th' immortal seraph's song sublime;
Glory to God in heaven!

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To man sweet peace be given,

Sweet peace and friendship to the end of time."

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C. M.

MILTON, VARIED.

1. Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;

Let every heart prepare him room,
And heav'n and nature sing.

2. Joy to the world-the Saviour reigns,
Let men their songs employ;

While fields and floods-rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy.

3. No more let sin and sorrow 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.

WATTS.

1. MORTALS, awake, with angels join,
And chant the solemn lay;

Joy, love, and gratitude, combine
To hail th' auspicious day.

2. In heaven the rapturous song began,
And sweet seraphic fire

Through all the shining legions ran,
And strung and tuned the lyre.

3. Swift through the vast expanse it flew,
And loud the echo rolled;

The theme, the song, the joy, was new,

'T was more than heaven 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 angel throng.

6. Hail, Prince of life! forever hail,

Redeemer, brother, friend!

Though earth, and time, and life should fail,
Thy praise shall never end.

MEDLEY.

1. HARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes!
The Saviour promised long!
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.

2. On Him the Spirit largely poured,
Exerts its sacred fire;

Wisdom and might, and zeal, and love,
His holy breast inspire.

3. He comes, the prisoner to release,
In Satan's bondage held;

The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

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4. He comes, from thickest films of vice
To clear the mental ray,

And on the eyeballs of the blind
To pour celestial day.

5. He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure,
And with the treasures of His grace
To enrich the humble poor.

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

DODDRIDGE.

C. M.

1. CALM on the listening ear of night,
Come heaven's melodious strains,
Where wild Judea stretches far
Her silver-mantle 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. O'er the blue depths of Galilee
There comes a holier calm,
And Sharon waves, in solemn praise,
Her silent groves of palm.

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

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6. Light on thy hills, Jerusalem!
The Saviour now is born!

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And bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains
Breaks the first Christmas morn.

C. M.

E. H. SEARS.

1. MESSIAH! at Thy glad approach
The howling winds are still;
Thy praises fill the lonely waste,
And breathe from every hill.

2. The incense of the spring ascends
Upon the morning gale;

Red o'er the hill the roses bloom,
The lilies in the vale.

3. Renew'd, the earth a robe of light,
A robe of beauty wears;
And in new heav'ns a brighter Sun
Leads on the promis'd years.

4. Let Israel to the Prince of Peace
The loud hosanna sing;

With hallelujahs, and with hymns,
O Zion, hail thy King.

H. M.

1. HARK! what celestial sounds,
What music fills the air!
Soft warbling to the morn,

It strikes the ravished ear;

Now all is still; now wild it floats,

In tuneful notes, loud, sweet, and shrill.

2. Th' angelic hosts descend,

With harmony divine:

See how from heaven they bend,

And in full chorus join:

LOGAN.

"Fear not," say they; "Great joy we bring: Jesus, your King, is born to-day."