Watched o'er their flocks by starry light: 2 Hark! from the midnight hills around, A voice of more than mortal sound In distant hallelujahs stole, Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul. 3 On wheels of light, on wings of flame, The glorious hosts of Zion came; High heaven with songs of triumph rung, While thus they struck their harps, and sung: 4 "O Zion, lift thy raptured eye! 5 115 I WHEN marshalled on the nightly plain, 2 Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks From every host, from every gem; 3 But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem. Once on the raging seas I rode; The storm was loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze; Death-struck, I ceased 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. The Star-the Star of Bethlehem! 116 I WAKE, O my soul, and hail the morn, 2 Come, join the angels in the sky: I HARK! the herald angels sing, Christ the Lord is born to-day! 2 Christ, by highest Heaven adored; Pleased as man with men to appear, 3 Hail! the heavenborn Prince of Peace! Hail! the Sun of Righteousness! 118 I COME, Desire of nations, come, 2 Adam's likeness, Lord, efface; DOXOLOGY. PRAISE the name of God most high; DOVER. S. M. 119 I THE Advent of our God And we must meet Him on His road With hymns of holy joy. 2 The Everlasting Son Incarnate deigns to be: Himself a servant's form puts on, To set His people free. 3 Daughter of Zion, rise, And greet thy lowly King, He will come down again, 5 Before that dreadful day May all our sins be gone; 6 Praise to the Saviour-Son, From all the angel host: Like praise be to the Father done, 120 I O SAVIOUR of our race, Welcome indeed Thou art, Blessed Redeemer, Fount of grace, To this my longing heart! 2 Light of the world, abide Through faith within my heart; Nor e'er from Thee depart. 3 Thou art the Life, O Lord! Sole Light of life Thou art! Let not Thy glorious rays be poured 4 Star of the East, arise! Drive all my clouds away; Guide me till earth's dim twilight dies 121 I THE ancient Law departs, And all its terrors cease; For Jesus makes with faithful hearts 2 The Light of Life Divine, True Brightness undefiled, He bears for us the shame of sin, A holy, spotless Child. 3 His infant body now Begins our pain to feel; Those precious drops of blood that flow, 4 To-day the Name is Thine At which we bend the knee; 5 All praise, Eternal Son, For Thy redeeming love; With Father, Spirit, ever One, In glorious might above. FOLSOM. IIS & 105. 123 I BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid! 2 Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining; 3 Say shall we yield Him in costly devotion, Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation; Vainly with gifts would His favor secure: Richer by far is the heart's adoration; 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. |