3 The Arabian sage, to hail our King,
With Persia's star-led magi comes;
And all, with reverent homage, bring
Their gifts of gold and odorous gums.

4 If heathen sages from afar

Followed, when darkness round them spread, The kindling glories of that star,

And worshipped where its radiance led;

5 Shall we, for whom that star was hung

In the dark vault of frowning heaven;-
Shall we, for whom that strain was sung,

That song of peace and sin forgiven;

6 Shall we, for whom the Saviour bled,

Careless his banquet's blessings see,—
Nor heed the parting word that said
"Do this in memory of me”—?

HYMN III. P. M.

1 AND hast thou, Lord, to sinners given
Pardon, and peace, and hope, and heaven!
To man's offending race restored
The blessing of the absolving word!

While to thy table we are led,

And pour the wine, and break the bread,
With which the Son of God was fed-

With which the Son of God was fed!

2 Ne'er may the earth's vain wishes raise
Lips hallowed by thy prayer and praise ;
No more the thought of sin surprize
Hearts of the accepted sacrifice;

Hearts claimed by thee, whose willing woes
Gave the contending world repose,
Dark, ere the Sun of Glory rose-
Dark, ere the Sun of Glory rose!

3 Dark, ere the rays of mercy shone;
Dark, ere the Gospel's light was known ;
Dark, ere in sin and misery's hour
The Lord of life, of light, and power,
The heaven-descended Saviour, gave
Immortal victory o'er the grave,
And died a sinning world to save→→→
And died a sinning world to save!

HYMN IV. L. M.

1 "BREAK ye the bread, and

pour the wine,

Master do:

As ye have seen your
This body and this blood of mine

Is broken thus, and shed for you."

2 Yes, mighty God! while life remains
We will remember him who bled;
Whom Death, in his cold, palsying chains,
A captive and a victim led.

3 We will remember him, by whom

Those strong and icy chains were riven; Who scattered round his opening tomb Their broken links,-and rose to heaven.

4 And while with gratitude we dwell
On all his tears of love and wo,

Let death's chill tide before us swell!
Let its still waters darkly flow!

5 We'll give our bodies to the stream : 'Twill bear us-(for the dead shall rise, Or faith is vain, and hope a dream,)— To happier shores and brighter skies.

HYMN V. C. M.

"And when they had sung an hymn, they went out into the Mount of Olives."

MATT. XXVI. 30.

1 THE winds are hush'd :-the peaceful moon Looks down on Zion's hill:

The city sleeps: 'tis night's calm noon;
And all the streets are still.

2 Save when, along the shaded walks,
We hear the watchman's call,
Or the guard's footstep, as he stalks
In moonlight on the wall.

3 How soft, how holy is this light!
And hark! a mournful song,
As gentle as these dews of night,
Floats on the air along.

4 Affection's wish, devotion's prayer
Are in that holy strain :

'Tis resignation,—not despair;
'Tis triumph,-though 'tis pain.

5 'Tis Jesus and his faithful few,
That pour that hymn of love:
O God! may we the song renew,
Around thy board above.

HYMN VI. C. M.

1 "IF it may be, O let this cup
Pass by me"-pray'd the Son.
But, if I'm doom'd to drink it up,
Father!-Thy will be done."

2 He drank it. Bleeding on the tree,
He faintly cried, "I thirst."
Then rose his heart, O God, to thee,
In fervent prayer, and burst.

3 That broken heart, that ebbing tide, That spirit so resign'd,

These emblems of the Crucified
Have now recall'd to mind.

4 For others as our Saviour bled,
So we, at duty's call,

For others in his steps should tread,
And sacrifice our all.