Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee High on Thine eternal throne; O come quickly! Claim the kingdom for Thine own! Amen. BEFORE THE LITANY as on the First Sunday in Advent, p. 26. EVENING as on the First Sunday in Advent, p. 24. THIRD SUNDAY IN ADVENT. MORNING, and through the week. When Christ the Lord would come on earth His messenger before Him went; The greatest born of mortal birth And charged with words of deep intent. The least of all that here attend Hath honour greater far than he; A higher race, the sons of light, And we the children of the morn. And as he boldly spake Thy word And joyed to hear the Bridegroom's voice, To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom heaven and earth adore, Be glory as it was of old, Is now, and shall be evermore! Amen. BEFORE THE LITANY as on the First Sunday in Advent, p. 26. EVENING as on the First Sunday, p. 24. FOURTH SUNDAY IN ADVENT. MORNING, and until Christmas Day. Hark! the glad sound! the Saviour comes, And every voice a song. He comes the prisoners to release In Satan's bondage held; The gates of brass before Him break, He comes, the broken heart to bind, And with the tidings of his grace Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, With Thy beloved Name. Amen. BEFORE THE LITANY as on the First Sunday in Advent, p. 26. EVENING as on the First Sunday, p. 24, until Christmas Eve. CHRISTMAS EVE. EVENING. While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The Angel of the Lord came down And glory shone around: "Fear not," said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind; "Glad tidings of great joy I bring you and all mankind; To "To you in David's town, this day, Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, Who is Christ the Lord, “The heavenly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapt in swathing-bands, Thus spake the Seraph, and forthwith "All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace; Good will henceforth from Heaven to men Begin, and never cease!" Jesu, the Virgin-mother's Son, To Thee all glory be, With Father, Spirit, Three in One, D And until the Epiphany, except when there are other Proper Hymns. MORNING. From far sunrise at early morn Of Mary, Virgin-mother, born, Lo the great Maker of the world, To save His creatures veiled beneath A manger scantly strewn with hay And He Who feeds each smallest bird The heavenly hosts His birth-day keep, The shepherds view with wonder deep Jesu, the Virgin-mother's Son, To Thee all glory be, With Father, Spirit, Three in One, Through all eternity. Amen. |